The Moya View
My wife is cooking hot,
a chef’s delight,
a beautiful spicy confection,
that nourishes me
with her love every day.
–
I am a lousy cook,
who can only
follow the recipe,
and improvise a dish when
it comes from the oven
of my heart.
So I write a poem,
so she can eat
the joy I feel,
even though
I am half-baked.
Our marriage is
a diner of two
that out cooks
all the best
restaurants in town.
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JONATHAN MOYA
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