My Manna

A poem.

Photo by K8

I want to talk about:

love, romance and fragility;

. . . the ineffable state of being.

And feelings.

And feelings.

And feelings.

I want to eat:

ripe tomatoes,

good and sweet.

Olive oil on the plate,

to dip your bread in.

Some honeydew.

And feelings.

And feelings.

And feelings.