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Sep 2017
the bay leaf of my heart is yours
to make the pasta there
underneath burnt onions
care..

lay your china bare!
sit back and straight..
give of your love
tomato to the tooth..!

forget..
forget
the knife
and a la carte..
while cooking in the kitchen things began to go wrong..and i was multi-tasking when the first line came into my head..my love permeates her..and given chance, touch the tender pasta of emotions that have been hidden by the burnt onions..that are hurtful experiences..
  so a fresh start!there is nothing as naked as an empty plate..and of course,fragility and fine- close connotations..so assume the position and give..tomato to the tooth-fruit of love and while looking up the spelling of al dente i came across the literal  translation-to the tooth or fill up!(her heart)...
forget the past forget..cut the old pain away and the everyday and together we shall make a new start..mj..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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