Lovelorn Poet in Seattle, WA: Cooking Haiku For Hearts

cook

I will cook dinner
while you’re napping on the couch.
Then wake you gently.

I’m glad you aren’t nervous that I’m alone with fire in the kitchen
and that you can fall deeply asleep while I’m busy washing, chopping,
stirring, and sizzling our evening meal.

It might be that you are just so tired that you could sleep through the sound of a train wreck,
but maybe it’s that you are so comfortable with me now,
that my presence here has become a part of nature.

While the onions soften, and release their savory aroma,
I cannot resist tiptoeing over to you and tenderly kissing your lips,
trying not to wake you too soon.

Please pretend not to notice; if we start hugging now my rice will burn.

Missed Connections are filled with good, bad, and carefully-cooking-haiku. Did you write one? Did you find one? Before things heat up in the kitchen, be sure to email the link to Lovelorn Poets! We’ll preserve those sweet-n-savory-syllables for all eternity.

Related posts:

Read More...