Sunday, August 8, 2010

The One With My 6 AM Nose Job.

Dear Lover,

Rosemary visited me this morning.
She came in through the window.
Raindrops and steamy wind pursuing.
Awoke my nose to the envy of my tongue.
So I slipped on my socks and shuffled into the kitchen.
(It's a bitch trying to keep these senses balanced.)
Oh! the chamomile steam before my first sip!
That's the secret.
Only the nose knows.


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