March 21, 2020

cool morning

frost has landed outside
my breath in the air
grass footprints recede
to my dark house

i can hear you breathe
the quiet rhythm
is one i long to claim
to make mine

i rise in search
of a blanket
to keep my lover warm
to keep her here with me

she is gracious and kind
she is slender and long
she is feisty and fun
she is loving and mine

please stay sweet one
i’ll build you a fire
and keep you sheltered
from the cool morning