Icebox


Once again
I find myself standing
Looking in to admire
Her inner beauty
Illuminating everything
That’s classically hidden
Behind a sturdy exterior
Made of steel

I begin to reflect
On polished effects
Side-by-side, sinking
Counter-depth
As temperatures rise
She remains cool
As a cucumber inside
Protecting my food

 

…and then there’s mine ❤️ Full of everyday condiments you gotta have.

 

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