• Michaela

Paprika

Updated: Sep 10, 2019

Heat and sweet and all that we keep between

Our hearts steaming while we go on dreaming

Stewing up a life worth living, one enriching

Enough to fill our bowls.

Spooning up bites light as a song on a joyful tongue

Tasting safe for the first time, finding it robust as wine,

Rolling it in the mouth, swallowing it down

Where it settles deep in the self.

Heat and sweet and everything we mean to bring

To our table, meld textures and flavors

Simmering slow peace into our beings' ease

Until we memorize the worn receipt.

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