BREAD OF LIFE
flour and water (Where can we meet?)
Rising with yeast (Shall we dance?)
Shoved into the oven (Our passions will merge)
Transformed by heat (Transformed by love.)
unleashing bubbles (Promises, Promises)
The aroma of bread (We will taste honey.)
Cooling on the rack (After the honeymoon)
freshly cut (New beginnings)
crusted (Choices and sacrifices)
buttered and eaten. (Consuming each other.)
Oh, the TASTE (Oh, the LIVING of it)
- August 13 2007
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oh, wow..ha ha..i love this. A pleasant to read..