Praline Dry Spice Rack

Pralines melt under a hot sun.

Ocean breezes carry favor.

Onions cry as much those who chop them.

Love is the Universe, everything else is small by comparison.

Polytheme sonic haunting melodies permeate a willing mind.

Desert arid dryness of a spice rack.

-AAA 07/12/2024

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