Green Tulip canopy

Weathered hands cut a delicate pepper

Cicada orchestra.

Pink, soft, curving couch

Fresh brownies are tasted together

A spice that lingers.


Guest chef on my air mattress

His palate needs expansion

I’m now out of wok oil.


With Lily on the town

A sparrow shared our pita

Together, a night of joy.


Homemade pizza on our plates

Much on our minds

Little spoken.
The meal was a treat.

The night was a waste.