air - scented with red-spicy sauce
clings to leather jacket & gypsy hair.
crisp buttered-bread in dipping oils,
garlic sauteed mushrooms, in-between butterfly
conversations & sipping periwinkle-iced wine.
voices of people,
ubiquitous holiday carols,
grinding pepper mill,
crackling spice seeds,
clicking of cutlery,
heels on linoleum tile.
for a moment the thick air.
bring it home with you.
do not wash it away,
instead wear it to bed.
stain your sheets,
slowly as you would savor freshly
ground peppercorn, olives, basil &
spices sprinkled over the pasta noodles -
fiery, orangey-lit, sweat rolling backside -
serendipity or synchronicity -
words brim from lips.
& you --
are never the same again.
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight - Guess who is helping tend the bar ? Smiles ~
and Real Toads: An Ink-Stained List - Thanks De ~
Thanks for the visit.
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