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where you last swept me
off my feet
your breath
fanning me tender, fanning me light
drowsy as my fingers linger
tracing your smile
the throb of promise
at sunrise
on the rose of my lips
holds memory of the curve of your kiss
© 2025 jennifer wagner
dverse quadrille: a poem of precisely 44 words including the word “sunrise”
tlaquepaque stairway photo © 2025 jennifer wagner
we like cinnamon
and teal
here in the desert—
warm and bright
skies
with a sugar cube cloud
or two
with our spice—
like Mexican hot cocoa,
a cup, a flame,
as like Ball,
like Burnett,
enchan
-tressed
in cinnamon, chili,
cayenne—
for squeal-appeal
delight
© 2025 jennifer wagner
*Ball and Burnett: the red-tressed masters of comedy Lucille Ball and Carol Burnett.
Also, some Cinnamon Teal ducks winter in the southwestern region of Arizona.