A familiar voice and a half familiar face Whose story I’ve just begun to trace. A comfortable stance with a friendly reach Events to unfold, one could not teach. Leaning in, our eyelashes graze Casual banter just turned the page. Peanut butter adhering to my tongue, An attempt to convey what has begun. A friendship tainted by a kiss series. Happened too sudden to grow in wearies. Engaging in measured touch Intimate, but not too much. Holding onto nothing, but hands; Oblivious we’ve left dry land And submerged into foreign sea, that embraces the temporarily happy. Wadding there with no consequence Liberated from logic to apprehend. Releasing bubbles and popping others Past consideration, never as a lover. Typhooning together and heated foam, Surfacing we’d never have known. Gasping for the brisk unexpected. Reality colliding, we quickly neglected. Alone in the sun we venture apart. Friendship peeled citrus just a little tart. “Orange you glad?” My roommates sneered. Things will forever be different, I feared. “But at least...” Her voice trailed off. Bittersweet budding, not regretting our talk. This is in continuation of yesterday's friendship slippery slope post. Since this fellow isn't much of a sweet person, or a drinker, I'll recite the Amish friendship bread recipe. It's quite delicious and Lacks extreme scrutiny. STARTER
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FOR THE BREAD:
DAYS 2-4 :STIR THE MIXTURE ONCE PER DAY. DAY 5:
DAYS 6-9: STIR THE MIXTURE ONCE PER DAY. DAY 10:
FRIENDSHIP BREAD RECIPE:
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