Take This Heart
Sweet Basil
and
sticky pesto
air
hold our
love table
dreams.
Hot soapy
water
with porcelain
boats skim
sweetly
over
our hands.
Thunderclap of
laughter
release the
iridescent
soap bubbles
in flight.
Let our hands
tenderly brush
against each
other as we
walk down
the night
path
of Daffodil
and primrose.
Take this
heart.
You
have my
hand.
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