Mes Darons

Orange zest
No bits floating in my glass
Your lips rimmed with sweetness
I taste home in my coffee cup

Pitter patter
Rain drops fallen
From heaven
grew feet Bare
Touch hard wood floors
Each morning
To wake us with sticky kisses
And their dreams

The golden years
Dew on crispy apple skin
Sun rays shining morning glory
Bedding comes undone for the billionth time in enthusiastic love to settle
In a gentle breeze to rest until
Dusk breaks

Every crinkle
Crowns your features with the tales
Of us

I love you
Do i say it enough?