by Asta Dido
Dearest Lover
Upon awaking this morning
I hummed my lover, my love
Lying besides me
Come again into my arms with
Come as I came rushing
to your embrace
With the memories of yesterdays heated tilt
I still see a little spray of tufted hair crusted
the proof
I touch your shoulder
as if afraid to prick a balloon
While placing a gentile kiss
you twist
I pray for your blissful awakening my darling
For the most beautiful day for my sweetest
Let the morning sunshine bathe you
I recall with a quick silver shiver
how you nurtured my soul
Here then is the warm sweet fruit
of love possessed
I love you with maple syrup and hot butter
And cinnamon buns
As you stretch, yawn and coo
To be mine again…

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