Yeast
By ugerbig
Wed, 29 Sep 2004
- 603 reads
A word
A smile
A taste
A
smell
Enters through
My ears
My
eyes
My mouth
My nose
Settles in
My
gut
My brain
My heart
My
soul
Safe and warm
It turns
The
dough
of past encounters
Into a rich
organic loaf
Baked
It is
As nourishing
As satisfying
As
substantial
As a slice of
Fresh,
warm
Bread.
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