My heart is full,
My head is stuffed.
I am glutted
By all things good;
You dazzle my eyes,
Squeeze my hands,
Scent my dreams,
Honey my tongue,
Lilt in my ears;
You course my soul
That I cannot distinguish--
Like a basket of ripe berries,
Brimming,
Perfect, every one--
Impossible to pluck one
To say,
"You are the best!"
I savor you all.
Copyright 2007 Jim Ross


Comments: 37
I appreciate that, Audrey. Thank you.
Thank you, Lawrence. I'm glad you liked it.
Thanks, jennifer.
Amy--Those days of cold lemonade are nearby. Thanks for reminding me!
This is delicious writing!
Thank you, Lisa. I appreciate your comment. :-)
Hi, Lee. My pleasure; thank you.