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.