I
laugh a little
“I
love watching her .. .. .when she is cooking, she looks so ripe just my type right ... when I
watch her long enough I can almost catch
the moment when she puts the extra love in the food, I walk up behind her
she lets me put one hand around her waist , it wraps around
her waist like a creeper on the wall of an old castle like it has belonged
there for a lifetime and bit, the other hand glides down her arm just behind her wrist and extends.. my hand over hers as she stirs the food , the aroma like the mixing of
souls could only be an act of god , just a little less than divine because it is
made by man not quit mana but from
heaven but tasting just as good”
“ and this is why
you come to tell me you are love .. am I invited to the wedding would I be the
best man”.. .. .. . The sound of wings then a
thud the figure moves in the
dark, I am not startled just moving my glance to the dark. After another strong drag of my
cigarette I return the straw to the
corner of my mouth as I continue
“ and when I
write she sits behind me and
does the same she lets her hand wrap
around me, she puts her hands over my
for arm , she lets me guide her hand as
I write , her eyes will be closed but
she can says every word I scribbled ..(Gentle laugh) Nathaniel what do I do?”…a voice
laughs
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