Passion

Between sangria and bouillabaisse
an hour of fruit enjoyment
tipsy searching
between big pieces of fish
after some soup
summering

and later on the ice
sliced in a cup
you hardly can oversee

I’m alive and kicking

around the main dish
of course it’s called love
and served with
Breton clams
so little so good

and above all
that I may and I can
eat with my hands and
slurp without shame.

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere
08/11/2014