A TABLE FOR TWO
The Golden years
have rooted inside us
Even now your touch is kitten like.
Ever so neatly
you invest in kindness,
while I smear my face with egg.
I need no morning coffee.
Your eyes are a beautiful rush,
as it was when we first met.
A twinkle that captures my heart
Jams Collins
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