Day 1: July 1 ( Canada Day.)
Your thoughts are distinctive,
Eyes crystal blue,
Noticing everything and seeing truth.
Your words are ambrosia sweet,
Delight to taste,
Chocolate brownies bite by bite.
Scent of Jasmine on your,
T-shirt I keep,
Smell of wood, of earth.
Strong built muscles lift close,
Skin delicate and,
Smooth meeting skin of yours.
Through the senses we absorb,
Each other and,
Kiling assaults me, tiny terror.
Years pass, the butterflies don’t,
I hold our,
Love; nurture, its growth flourishes.
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