Art of Falling

Art of falling atop roses, Bedroom scented with vanilla... Come Sweetheart! That’s for later, Dear! Romance me with terms of Endearment, sudden Fear of falling in love all over again. Gaiety of candlelight...I’m your sprite, “Hello, over here…,” I wiggle my fingers coquettishly. Just you wait for dessert..wink. Keep your hazels on me, Love. I don’t Mind our modest Nest, Our quiet Place. Re- - Quest a dance, my love, Really Slow. Take me now Under the stars. Vanish with me to Wild places… e- - Xotic beaches. Tantalize Your sprite with Zabaglione* and berries. 2/14/2020 Caren Krutsinger’s ABECEDARIAN Poetry Contest *pronounced za-bull-yo-nee