we walked three miles in the rain
huddled under a rainbow umbrella,
to buy a handful of sea scallops.

taking turns, we bore the brunt
on exposed shoulders and hips,
gripping the bag like a treasure.

enduring colds with damp clothes stripped,
we stood at the stove warmed in the scent
of muscles searing, and garlic, and mint.

06/17/2008

Author's Note: maybe "i love him in the kitchen" pt. 2 p.s. recommended recipe: seared scallops over arugla mint pesto w/garlic chips.

Posted on 06/18/2008
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