Thursday, December 22, 2005

Multiple Haikus, by Michael A.

Of our café au lait,
Highlights of morning
Sun in your hair;

You close your eyes
And raise your skirt
Allowing the glory of your legs

To me and the sun
And a suddenly attentive waiter.

You call the waiters in Paris,
Black vests and legless
Long white aprons

While new leaves
Dapple last swirls
Of jam and mustard,
The art of breakfast.

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