Saturday, May 13, 2017

Poem for her 163

Dear Readers,

Morning Kiss

The sun shone in the window
The birds chirped outside
The bare shoulder was sun lit
Then I kissed her on the sunbeam
Then she stirred
Rolled over a bit
Said something mulled by sleep
I kissed her again
Further over the edge
Of shoulder bare
She rolled further toward
My lips
Then said
What she does in the morning
Or a variation of it
And I kissed her again
And she rolled further
And I found her

Happy Birthday Babe,



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