“More Than This”
by A_F_R_O_W
More, than this.
More, than a flower,
conveying,
you’re missed.
More, than a kiss.
The, momentary, bliss,
that it brings…
…that makes butterflies,
flutter wings.
More,
than the sprinkles,
the sparkles,
the wrinkles,
that tickle
your nose,
as you smile.
Although,
it makes
all of the effort,
more than,
worthwhile.
More,
than “dine-in“,
as reminders,
of times
when,
the clearest of soup,
glazed your, glistening, chin.
When,
suited-and-booted,
all,
whistled-and-fluted,
and gowned-up,
you,
glammed-up
and
dined-out,
in style.
More,
than this..
Walking a mile,
in your heels,
or, your loafers,
or, ballet flats…
Or, dancing,
upon, high-rise, clouds
of sweet scent,
and spicy cologne..
…talking,
in pheromones.
More,
than that..
When,
at the evening’s end,
you’re home
and,
you’re lingering,
longingly,
hovering,
over the phone,
awaiting the message,
to lull you,
to, peacefully, sleep,
in a soft,
soothing tone…
Never, dialled-in.
Full, to the brim,
with, authentic meaning,
so,
you’re not
alone..
Yet, more,
than this..
It is..
What you think.
What you do.
What you say.
It is,
more,
than a square,
on a rectangle
calendar….
…And,
all of this,
do you show
and you prove,
all the more,
everyday,
after, day,
after,
day.
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