you there-
would your lips
twitch up a tune
if
i cracked
a cheddar grin?
-thyme aged, bold
would your hips
swing round
if
i slapped on Coltrane 'n Davis
- a few of my favorite things,
placed a sea salt cracker
on your tongue
would you
join me in depth of lung
or
spit me out, long steeped chai-
without asking
why?
the blush in your glass,
my cheek-
of plum and pear
still won't smile?
i can wait-
and make it worth my while.
~ Jenica M. Corbett (February 11, 2011) ~
