dill

I remember the night …

slim green stems

soft silky fronds

caressed the blade of your knife

still scented with garlic

with which it would mix

in melted butter

that you poured over small boiled potatoes

a sprinkle of salt

a bit of pepper

one fork placed to parted lips

and then I knew as never before

dill is an aphrodisiac

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~ by justmorgan on August 14, 2012.

5 Responses to “dill”

  1. Hi
    I am nominating you for the One Lovely Blog Award. Please see my post titled One Lovely Blog Award for more details. Thank you for your wonderful blog!

    Cheers,
    Ronnie

  2. Deliciously naughty.

  3. Morgan, dill is a delicious poem, playful, visual and sensual, i like the taste of it, thanks for writing.
    Mokasiya

  4. C’est bon!

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