Joy

paint the little baby bum
with a red smiley
.
eyes with long lashes
on each side
.
long curvey smile
bridging across
.
lines broken and smudged
coz of giggly tickles
.
the world disappearing
into deep laughing eyes

Visiting you @ home

cold solitude

smooth as green granite

.

clinging memories

dangling on faded frames

.

aromas of the past

creeping out of old recipies

.

sticky patches of depression

spreading like green fungus

.

stabbing flashes of yearning

lighting up your smile

.

a bubble waiting to be burst

by soft touch, breath or look

.

may I?