Food And Love Sonnet - Poem by Oskar Hansen
Food and Love Sonnet
Today is my day off I’m not writing anything so I’m
free to think of the time I fell in love with the woman
In the cake shop, I was only twelve and a half and
often she gave me a hug and an extra cocoa macron
I had plans and knew who I was going to marry, alas
I should have kept the plans to myself and not told
mother who in turn told my aunt and soon everyone
knew my secret.
Deadly shy and embarrassed so I never got back to
the cake shop again but found one in the other part
of the town the girl there was equally sweet and
often gave a slice of fresh bread with goat cheese.
Food and love often go together...and why not both
are vital parts of life? I don’t eat much food anymore.
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