She Stands At The Stove
Hair In Her Eyes
Effortless Concoctions
To Die For
She Stands At The Washer
Sorting And Picking
Socks, Shirts, Thongs
Dirty Erotic
She Stands At The Produce
Apples And Artichokes
Holding Them Familiar
Electric Fingers In My Mind
The Shower Runs
Water Cascades Over Perfect Breasts
Running In Rivulets
Down And Down
She Sleeps With Abandon
Leg Over Leg
Hands Exploring
Promises Fulfilled
I Keep The Secrets
Fearful The Bubble Will Burst
Every Day Is New
In A World She Makes
For Me