Saturday, November 26, 2011

Joyous Anticipation.

In a wee while we shall return to courting more frequently.

I will love your early morning kisses. Especially at the bedroom window.

And our late night cuddles with me in light clothing and you and your naked brilliance finally put to rest for a short nap.

Every year you abandon me for another hemisphere.

And I am a microscopic moon, unable to resist your allure when you return.

Since every year you do return, dear Sun.

You are a right rascal for being so reliable.

1 comment:

  1. Lovely, may you enjoy the rascal as you chase him in a new hemisphere. :)


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