the morning dew
upon a blade
of grass beneath my feet
it slips between
as I walk on
my sun is here to greet

to greet me this early hour
as he receives the day
warming up the summer air
he sends me on my way

to tend to the lovely plants
an talk to all the flowers
to toil away the time,

an say hello to busy ants
to sing in summer showers
to write another rhyme,

"go" says my Natosi
"go an live some poetry
in the garden today"

Ma Cherie © 2017

give me your heart
etched in a stone
of bethel gray granite
you perfectly hone

carving so intricate
amazing to see
show me a love
an how good it can be

Ma Cherie © 2017

I want to find my mate
my very best of friend
not just a guy I date
an in him I will depend

oh to love me all the day
an more so in the night
an when he touch an kiss me
is both our pure delight

well make love an have silliness
an laugh our way about
we will trust each other truly
an never have a doubt,

the sun will rise with me
an set there in his arms
when I see his crows feet
I'll melt easy in his charms

the day will last forever
the night- E-ternity
I will love him always
an he'll be loving me

no other in our eyes
love only for our one
I will be his lovely moon
he will be my shiny sun

I want to find him yes
I want my baby near
I want to touch him now
an call him darlin dear

I'll be true in a million kind of ways
I'll be true forever through our days

if you bring your warm and sunny rays

I will wait in the silver moonlight for you dear
come to me tonight.

Ma Cherie © 2017

sink beneath my typeface.
the words were never my own,
but something you ****** into me
the night you took me home.
maybe i found some meaning
hidden underneath
mountains of blue sweaters
in your closet floor…
but wait,
the sentence escaped.
you drew my hand to your lips
and whispered something within,
something without,
something i could not pronounce.
i can only speak on paper,
but it is your fingertips that move.

he turned his ocean eyes
to bear into mine.
i could feel the waves crash around.
sure, i know the difference between he and i.
Neptune to a jellyfish.
still, he holds me
like the god of the sea.
his sea salt skin, rubbed
free of impurities.
his sunbleached hair
and watertanned chest,
they tower over me.
he towers over me-
his infinite stare,
the turbulent crests.
surely i'll be caught
in the undertow.