Flirtation
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After all, there’s no need
to say anything
at first. An orange, peeled
and quartered, flares
like a tulip on a wedgewood plate
Anything can happen.
Outside the sun
has rolled up her rugs
and night strewn salt
across the sky. My heart
is humming a tune
I haven’t heard in years!
Quiet’s cool flesh—
let’s sniff and eat it.
There are ways
to make of the moment
a topiary
so the pleasure’s in
walking through.
"Fliration" of life with our interactions...it always giving us looks and flitters and gazes...as if to say, "Come be with me, know me, understand me....for it is I that first connected with you....so, you learn to reconnect and come back to me!".
ReplyDeleteSniff and eat quiet's cool flesh?
ReplyDeleteFlirting is a lot of fun, especially after going without. The narrator has wisdom to want to appreciate it and shape it into something that will be... Beautiful? No. Tasty? Salty? Sweet? Kind of, but a better metaphor would help me. There is a disconnect between the dullness of the food and plant examples