quinta-feira, 15 de outubro de 2020

Breaking bread

 while those others
were never able
to do more than look at my table,
without any spite
you offered me your snack
and after taking a bite,
to pay you back
I returned a feast
for dinner
with more than everything you like.

You come,
never bitter,
with dessert
even sweeter
to taste my bounty
every other day
and I, this sensual beast,
am glad for every hour that you stay
to watch me eat it very slowly,
we both serene and absurd
and what is done is done.

13/10/2020

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