Free Cee Kitchen Kisses Kindeled

KITCHEN KISSES KINDLED Why Sigh I What did I ever do, to you? The “you” as in the one who held me as softly as any cushion ever fashioned The “you” as in the you who had me so thrillingly and thoroughly impassioned The “you” who said you would be my “you” until the sky poured blackened rain The “you” who swore that you would weave a way to wish away my every pain The “you” who swished on by me at the oven in the kitchen where we kissed The “you” who assured me that upon our happiness God himself would insist The “you” who fancied that split-level yellow house at the end of a dead end street A cull de sac where our children, a fantasy and a fairy would so heavenly meet A home we would create with visions of childhood and youthfulness born anew But why, sigh I what did I ever do to you? Because you see With naked certainty I know what you did to me © 2013...copyright PHREEPOETREE…..~free cee!~