Your laugh
tingles my lips
like a green curry.
Spicy sentiments
clamor for viability.
Squished
not one lime but two
to sweeten
the inevitable letdown.
Led attention
astray, praying
to never again
get carried away.
A dollop
of destitute hope
cuts the heat,
beats me
if it ever learns
to give it
up.
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