Sunday, September 12, 2010

The Alembic

The Alembic

A soft shiny beard grew
from his torso to the belly button. 
It forced her to moistened her lips.  
His abdomen had to be remembered.

When his fruit ripened,
she placed it in a container scented
with lilacs and Spanish Oak,
then covered it with moss
sprinkled with Jerez.

But to her, Jerez was not
what gave him the aroma of Montilla
and Santa Rosa de Copan.
It only forced her to savor
the memory of his abdomen.

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