Oh my how
You look so cute
When you’re ordering food
Like a media darling
How do you adorn yourself
Every morning
How do you resist
To kiss yourself
I have no meter for
This sort of thing
It’s like taking a cool dip
After a long hot walk
To savor you
To put my arm across
Your back
To rest my chin
On your shoulder
To smell you
And feel your hair
Brush up against my lips
I’m not sure that
I’m equipped
To find the words
To tell the truth
Except to say
You look so cute
When you’re ordering food
© GÄ
Poétique 