Affection
(for AP)
Come here Clementine, you freckle-breath
Your teeth are white and I can see myself devoured but not quite
You’ll be the death of me
Your capers leave me overcome with laughter
And the tickle-rush of fright
You nestle into me and every bone goes softer
There are certain times when unaware
I catch you sunning in the brilliance of a smile a curl of hair
You’re frozen in the air
You somersault into my adoration
Like the bark before the bite
You’ve captured my imagination
Night becomes our secret corner
Till I see you in a meadow
Painted with the sun gone dizzy
Run with me into the desert
Draw me an oasis with your fingertips
Magically burning through the air
You turn the darkness to a myriad of colors bold and fair
Whenever you are there
Your impishness is simply so endearing
And I am down without a fight
You have secured my fascination
And I love the way you stare at me so hard
And I love the way you never say a word that’s out of place
And I love the way you never block my view
And I wonder how you do the things you do with a straight face
Whenever you’ll come real to me is fine girl
You just name the place and time
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