Ti Adora

You approach me as if in slow motion

Pressing through the evolution of it 

Just as light would break into a new dawn

breaching through my fortified vigilance

Arriving with Aphrodite effect

A potpourri as addicting as sens

In new day's light cup an unfolding bloom

Windblown hair about tartan blonde and blue

One unprepared for these soft affections

I see my reason watch it blow away

 © P.M.H 4/11/20