Set A Table For Two

Patrick William Adam (1854-1929)

Set a table for two, 6 pm this evening

where the wind blows slowly through our thin skin

Take the rose one or two, then I’ll make the food

The ones that I loves, don’t know what’s yours yet

Say “There’s no sugar in everything I’ve made”

We could taste the sun, clouds, trees, or kiss

It may be sour, bitter, salty, or spicy

"There's no sugar" I said