when I walk into the bedroom I know you are already there propped on pillows reading zen I don't look at you just go about my late night this and that then turn bedside vase: six pink roses, fern, and baby's breath takes mine it isn't my birthday it's just a day and you know how I love pink my words lost in petals and your watching eyes
© 1996 Leslye Layne Russell
This poem was published in the August 1997
issue of One Dog Press and was published as
a Select Poem in Poetic Express in 1996.