mid-day heat

in the Buddha's open hand

a gecko sleeping

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The Morning After

With fiery fringe

dawn

breaches the sky

melts all over, lustrous

luscious

like ice cream

apricot and orange.

 

We lap it up,
you from the left

I from the right,
until mouth to mouth

lip to lip . . .
a sunburst

cherry red

with sprinkles.