A Sprinkle of Salt

over breakfast

i told him i like how we pretzeled

at his raised eyebrow i added

you know, when in the morning,

our limbs wrap around like warm

soft, rising dough

he chuckled and said,

well, my dear, i guess all that we are missing

is someone to sprinkle us with salt

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~ by justmorgan on August 27, 2009.

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