My lovely –


Looking radiant in blue, so heady
I could swim in it and swoon until the sun
hangs back behind the day.

My lovely – 
longingly I look and hope to make it last 
as long as hours allow.

Placing rosy apples in a floral bowl, you look
at me my lovely.
I bring you flowers.

A scent that lingers as you turn
and leave a trail of blue:
to fetch fresh water,

icy cold and sweet.
You cut each stem with care
submerge them one by one.

I watch you rearrange their loveliness 
and place them in the sunlight.
My lovely –

you make each day as radiant as the next:
by simply BEing you – 
my lovely.

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