(Poet’s note: This is a love poem to my wife.)
I could listen to your tea kettle for hours,
just to hear the way your day will begin
with hot liquids in a cup and thoughts moving through you
as you stand before the steamed up mirror,
brushing your hair in rhythm to my heartbeat.
Listen to the poem as a podcast
Peace (in the love),
Kevin
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November 8th, 2009 at 8:52 am
This is my favorite one so far. Lovely and romantic in a unique way.
LOVE IT,
Bonnie
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