blue shirt........................New Year's eve,
soft fur...........................and the snow was still falling
warm milk......................A French triple creme blue cheese
in the white truck.........that Gunter had brought back from town
snow....................was oozing on a blue enamel plate
thin ice on the pond......................beside a loaf of bread
under the blankets....................that I had baked in the morning.
it lay in the glasses like cool honey.................
sleep.....................The bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon
the smell of green grass......from a winery
warm sun......on the Silverado trail in Northern California
a red front door.............was a Christmas present from Shelley
blue jeans.........................who was, as usual,
a white shirt.......................on the road.
making love...................... the children laughing.......... potato soup...................... never know why............... nausea.............................. footprints.......................... unwashed windows........... a dark corner .................... the pine trees overhead...... walking............................. riding................................ the horizon........................

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