Just Savor the Moment
Vanilla ice cream
ribboned with caramel
drips down the rim
of a red paper cup that says
"Cold Stone Creamery"
in bubble letters
Spoonfuls
of rich creaminess
mixed with salty swirls
dissolve on the tongue
creating palatal bliss
that makes one forget
the stone-cold bench
in a barren strip mall
Maybe We're Nemeses
You are the sun
brighter than me by far
your smile exposing
gleaming teeth
I am the moon
behind a veil of gray clouds
brooding and unsmiling
You wear the mask
of one who watches romances
and believes in happy endings
I have a face
painted black
the color of tragedy
We are yin-yang
good and evil
divided only
by a thin line
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