mornings have become a different horizon

free of the call of the office

i now serve you in an expanded capacity
time for you to begin a journey to retirement

no, i will never be you in the kitchen

i delight now in a bakery
where i choose your morning fare
i not only peruse the delightfully crafted
but am allowed to order specialties  

i was insistent on the point

bringing you coffee did not quite

fulfill my mission in life anymore

oh my dear i would never rejoice

you seeking retirement as my chef

but i thought it was time

as you glide near the end 
of the workaday world

we would change up the routine

add some heavenly delight to morning coffee

maybe go bold, microwave some bacon

everything must be done on the fly

cooking utensils confuse me

besides, it is all about hurrying back to you
duty may call, zip up a dress
wrap my arms around you, kiss your neck
spin you around in a Tango embrace
my last passioned fueled kiss 
until my beloved swallow returns
the day only robs me of you
let me bask in my day of writing
as i vision you maneuvering the lanes 
knowing i gave you the sweetest delight
coffee, exotic pastry, microwave bacon
a delicate kiss goodbye
to carry you into a new day

but more so, the warmth my heart bathes in
the Duchenne smile my labors birth
as you return to me the tray
the joy bursting in my eyes
she has cleaned her plate, not a crumb

2/11/19