Nightfall –
I light one candle, then two,
when you come.
The cat slinks
From milk
To making love.
The meadow-larks build
Their nests, and girls
Buy their bikinis.
Spring-noon:
Even mosquitos and your mother
Are beautiful today.
Grass blooms,
And your eyes brighten
Beneath a kiss.
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