there should be more poems
but you are the reason
they are dormant in my smile
if you needed seduction
i would seduce
if i was sad or frustrated
or believed you needed
one more reason to like me
i would spin a red hued
maple leaf around your toes
drop it from 50 feet up
and float it on the wisp
of a sensual sweet nothing
that defines your tenderness
but you are wonderful
you kiss me with a quaker
quilt design that frees me
from worry of what I don't have
and the poems i don't need
by being the woman
i desire without concern