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Apr 2020
I hear you
My darling
Singing in the kitchen
Your footsteps
Softly prancing to the lovely melody.
My heart flutters to the happy sounds
Your weirdness within spewing out
Not even a care.
Lifting me to my feet to peek.
Around the wooden hutch in the hall,
I see the light that flows around you,
For sure that it is coming from you.
Your soul, completely at inner peace,
Must be?
Not to my though that you might see me,
Staring at you; with longing to cling
But not wanting to interrupt
I wait and watch in awe.
Your spirit is gleaming
With such beauty,
Then to my attention I feel,
The mood change,
I have found my self at you side.
Not a word to say,
A smile races across my face
And now spread across yours.
That silly strand of hair that hangs,
The one in front of you nose.
Pulling it way to tuck behind your ear.
My darling, how your eyes fill with desire.
The fire burns as hot a white ash,
Taking you by the hand.
I begin to sway with you and hum
Harmonically with your previous tune.
And we dance.
Savannah-Rose Elizabeth Baird
Written by
Savannah-Rose Elizabeth Baird  25/F/Vermont
(25/F/Vermont)   
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