My blonde lock of hair, your earlobe, beyond which
A single moan floats above the semi-darkness
Of a robust, pensive pool table.
Just one night in my lifetime when earth touched heaven
Which filled my whole being.
You can tell me tall tales and fibs of every color.
Yet the eyelashes over these blue eyes will
reveal a light tremble,
When the wind intones your name.
Because one fortune cookie seashell
Hid as its pearl –
My love.
The Fortune Cookie
© Copyright: Athena, 2006
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