December 3, 2012

Every blind bird stumbles on a worm every now and again...



Did I ever tell you
You are my favorite
Smell
Apricot scrubbed cheeks
White Listerine smile
Mesmerizing bursts of steam


Did I ever tell you
You are my favorite
Taste
Spearmint gum
Lips lathered with Burt’s bees
The hot sauce to all my meals


Did I ever tell you
You are my favorite
Sound
Coldplay loudly in the shower
Joyful addicting bursts of laughter
Whispered lullaby’s stroking me to sleep

Did I ever tell you
You are my favorite
Memory
Clicking keys creating stories
Hooded face in pines hall
Spinning slowly in the night’s last birthday dance

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