12 April 2015

Surprise Kisses

Surprise kisses
A peck on my forehead
My belly rubbed
Shoulders massaged
A bare orange rose
Ginger tea you've made
Suggesting I'd sing
Wrapping your warmth around me
Feeding me
Things I can announce in a poem
Things I would reserve for a pillow
Things I like when you do
Things I prefer not to prescribe for you
Things I cherish and of let go
For there is no joy in the world
No beauty sweeter to my heart
Then you
Just being
The innocently fragrant rose that you are

April 2015

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