POETIC REVIVAL

It's noon and the sunlight is white The heat hanging heavy Cool sheets smelling like lavender   The air fragrant with cigarette smoke and tea My mom is taking a siesta forcing me to lay by her side   But the Summer day is so full of promise I can't sleep   I crawl soundlessly out of her reach   Then spring to my feet and run clutching my doll,  Mumbling sweet love I'm the momma now  Strolling  in my childhood garden   Drunk with happiness and smell of Jasmin   I'm free

Maybe it's because you were conceived with passion with pent up longing of separation maybe because you were my offering to the alter of love maybe I love you because you will carry us through generations because you have his logic & my fire I love you because you are pure unspoiled unique You are love My love

I love red wine after a few glasses I even love myself I'm forgiving I'm kind I become philosophical and forgive every one's offense's no one is mean tonight no harsh words spoken only cressing complements My husband of thirty four years is dashing my reflection on the wine bottle is dreamy I should drink red wine more often.