Sweet husband
Violet tempered lips
Tender sway of hips
I love your bearded finery
Your breathless sighs
Full of mint and longing
A smile that crosses at the slightest of shenanigans
And roars life into my open soul
I spill my trust to you
Drop the jug
Reason it will grow at your feet
A homegrown aura selected by me
How I love the way my heart tickles
When you blink your lashes
For H.M.
AbyKittiwake 