As if My Lips Were Peaches
The slam of the screen door
Let me know he was home
Sweaty palms
A heart racing like horses
Our greeting quintessential
Excitement came easy
He’d been gone
He, a presence that fulfilled
A presence calm like tepid waters
His smile was eager
His eyes were carried by tears
He held me as if I would blow away
He kissed me as if my lips were peaches
In only a brief time our parting
Filled us with the longing of
A bear for her cubs
A tender love that binds as cording
A love that flows as streams
A love that follows paths of endearment