Tuesday, July 7, 2009

it's 8° in Melbourne and I really wanted to stay in bed with you this morning

My new kitchen holds
wine stains and thyme
and my child fingers
dip into the pot of
the sweetest smiles
that friends shed
and it should be said
that your canny trick
of bringing my violent boil
to this fragrant simmer
is a crazy kind of beautiful
I’ve never felt so warm on
such an icy winters day
And I believe it to be true
that all the bees that
were buzzing in my bonnet
are busy making honey
for you

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