Fishing

 
Sometimes I cast a net wide
In hopes of catching that one sparkling fish
Along with all the others that I throw in the stew
When it is there, its glitter flavors the whole broth
And I love to savour its presence

Sometimes I craft a specific lure
Just for that desired one
Hoping to taste its intensity
Without interference from the rest of the ingredients
But it never bites…

If it did, perhaps it would be a disappointment
Or worse yet, poison....