When he finds her
I hope his world stops spinning.
And every portion of taste
that she gives him satiates his wonder
for days at a time.
I hope that she is his gravity,
his physics.
I hope he cherishes every grain of sugar
she places on his tongue.
I hope that he desires nothing,
no one else.

msc

 

Image by Paolo Ceric

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