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Preparing Tea

To smooch a naked woman, joyful in my lust.
To learn a friend is honest, deepening my trust.
To swig from glass of spicy icy cider, splash
Thirst silent, stroll the August dusk, and wash
Impatience in the auburn-indigo-maroon
Above the valley’s urban sparkle, under moon
And hillside evergreens. Then, yes, philosophy
And poetry. Add honey to my jasmine tea.
Posted 06/14/18
from Cathedral and Highrise (Rose Alley Press, 2015)
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