Untitled – The More
Poem
Does it matter?
It does matter
I like a bit of vanilla and nutmeg
In my pancakes
Flipped once it will take care of you
Fluffy reward for being a patient soul
It does matter
The newspaper I never get around
To reading
Full of put downs and carefully
Concealed curses on
Things we can stop
If we only
stopped…just…stopped
It does matter
The speed and pressure of the Kiss
Before she heads off
out the door
Matters more
than the kiss itself
Therein, between those two
Crowns lies a story
Of the depth and breath of love
We will share
That night when she gets home
Or won’t
Them pancakes were faithful
With those two things I like in them
They stay good
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