twenty-seven.

Ever
Moon
Sister
Flower

Part of my star
Piece of my art
Peace of my heart

– FLB

***

I want to eat your tiny toes
Each pearly one
All ten
Wrapped in a warm flour tortilla
Sprinkled with dark brown sugar
And fluffy cinnamon
Then your mini fingers
On sourdough toast
With whipped butter
And Parmesan cheese
Toasted of course
You’re luscious cheeks next
Both on your face and bottom
Just plain. They don’t need seasoning
And then I’ll finish with dessert
Staring into your gray eyes
Until it’s time to cozy up
in my bed and sleep
With synchronized breath

– LB

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