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Warm Bread At Morning

Tom Squitieri

Now I am greeted with secret skies
Bond of loyalty
Panoply of reflection
The blue egg

Only when into the torrid maelstrom outside
Is footing found
With the warmth of morning bread

Far off the gunfire still strikes
New faces grow old as they tell us the tales
That so many quickly forget

But beaten bodies often become stronger
Memories sharpen
As you pull her from the mob
And two days later
She walks through the hazy Haitian day
To kiss you in thanks
And within 24 hours
Names for future children

I see eyes that look to those new directions
capture me fully
you leave but linger in me
foundation gets stronger, wiser
languid now you wait
Knowing the ticktock of teasing
Of the telltale taste of trembling hearts

Long, strong legs purr as they yearn for receiving
Desires dream quietly and through a glance
They hear each other’s dares
And behest to what demands

Wrapped and opened, together and in want
All the mountains unite
Guiding the storm to open
providing the upstairs path

 
At dusk, it is warm bread
As Kabul quiets
Another day on the cusp closes
Dice waiting to be rolled again at sunrise

Shrapnel still smirks
Whenever it wishes
Reminds you
Who is boss



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