Eighty-Eight

macadamia nuts crunch with love.
so rich, so thick, i can't see through!
just creamy, pure, whiteness. unending, i could
lose myself in its rich swirls.

[well, that's how love is

other tastes roll by

the macadamia; i feel

as if time stops within the

essence that is so

incomparably

wholesome.

i think this is the feeling of sweet surrender, and yes

i am happily resigned

to love all of humanity

no matter what

and never let go of this

nutty smile