Word Cartoons Poem by Roger Gerald Hicks

He seems like alcohol
when they meet-
makes her feel like water

She knows he can absorb
her for he must have absorbed
everything before they met

She wants to pour herself
into him make the level
skirt the edge

How she craves to disturb
the surface where it teeters

near the brim
before realizing:

I cannot fill him.
She pouts, waits depression
to dampen her passion

He gazes at her -
twin suns in a foreign universe.
"What rimes with orange? "

He smiles and seems like alcohol.