we cook together
a great
pot of soup. I say
more salt, more pepper,
she nods okay
and pours in more
broth. she stirs awhile.
I stir. we both
lean over the pot,
to the steam
rising and say,
I think it's ready.
later, we'll make
love and agree
on that too.
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