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Marriage and Misunderstandings October 18, 2009

Posted by astridjohnson in Poetry.
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This “butter and verse” thing came up one morning, when, in a reflective mood, I was saying to my beloved that we were married for better or for worse. I did say it with such a strong German accent…

For butter and for verse

2,5 grammes,
cold from the fridge,
melting slowly in the mouth,
for myself, secret, occasional delight.

15 grammes,
melted and cooled to skin temperature,
dribbling slowly over the tip
of my breast, warm and smooth.

An image for you.

25 grammes,
dissolved in unctuous risotto,
to sustain and nourish you,
with my heart and soul.


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