Lover’s Legacy

Lover’s Legacy I bury my face in your shirt Smelling your cologne Still lingering on the fabric Laundered clean since then Yet you are there touching my senses The ritual almost tantric Coffee brewing in the pot Kitchen filled with a glorious aroma Morning smells familiar of you Fresh baked bread and soft butter RosesContinue reading “Lover’s Legacy”

Senses of Summer

The scent of gardenias Floating on late afternoon air Sweetly fragrant and tender Nothing can compare Spanish Moss hanging in dreadlocks On the old Rastafarian Oak Summer warmed earth No need for a hooded cloak Monarchs fluttering here and there Squirrels flying from tree to tree Water trickling over rocks Babbling stream to the seaContinue reading “Senses of Summer”