—WE’RE FAR FROM THE SHADOWS NOW

A la Mode

Isn’t it wonderful,

this morning still new,

awash with potential,

your fresh legs untested,

gangly and steaming?

So, won’t you lift up your skirt, Love?

Yes, really.

Yes, now please.

Lift up your skirt

and I will bake us

the sweetest homemade pie,

fragrant and rich,

filled with those berries

just picked from the bush. 

If you’d like,

we can do it a la mode,

one scoop or two,

watch the cream melt

in petals and pearls,

forming a pool of sticky white,

begging to be lapped up,

savored and shared unbidden.