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There, there, now— 

Let this poem take you where 

Everything’s coming up 

Roses and you 

Its constant gardener.

 

 

Dire Straits

Do not covet 

The waves 

Your voice makes 

As it wends its way through 

Treacherous waters.

 

 

Reception

Epicurean love is tenderly biting 

Off half the ultimate 

Olive on a dish 

Of exquisite tidbits, then 

Putting the other half back 

So that your better half can 

Take a part of that 

Last bite, too.