Same Old Thing

Every day your return
calms my mind,
while my heart quickens –

Every time you touch me
it’s the same old thing:
sudden peace and heat –

No matter what trouble I bring you,
you return it in the same package
of managed necessity.

Days wheel into weeks,
Weeks mesh with months,
Months into yawning caverns
of satisfied longing.

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About janemwoodman

Singer, writer, restaurant reviewer, urban farmer, devoted lover of my husband....old and getting happier all the time.
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