Tuesday, September 23, 2014

We Dance

We Dance

“I’ll prepare the entre.”
“I’ll tackle dessert.”
“He swings around me to reach the fridge.”
“I reach behind him to get chocolate and sugar.”
“Chocolate pudding?”
“He stands beside me-peeling by the sink.”
We touch –
Barry White plays softly, quietly.
Egg yolks, milk, chocolate, and corn starch in a pot.
“Excuse me – oven needs to be on.”
“No problem –“
My hips move back – making room.
Oven’s preheating – burner’s on medium.
I stir chocolate velvet.
He sprinkles toasted breadcrumb.
Semi-circle round his back for glasses on the shelf.
We touch –
We smile –

We dance.

© Natala Orobello

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