Like a Kiss

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Garlic

I wandered outside after dinner

and the warm night air was like a slow kiss.

In the afternoon,

in the exuberance of the spring weather

I took to the garden,

and hunted in the mulch

and found the garlic sprouts; like a promise

of more good things to come.

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