All Around

You are all around
Your stockings hang by my tree
I hear your giggle, your squeal, your soft feet
by the stairs at 4am

I feel you all around
Your icy smooth cheeks on my rough stubble
Your breathy smell when you crawl in my covers
at 6:30am so cold out there and warm in here

I see you all around
Your sparkle and blush and blood red pout
Unbreakable china white with scabs and bug bites
in the summer bright night 9pm and fireflies

I watch you go in September
In your pressed new blues and your fancy-licious
Away for just the day between my love and your play
I fill you with love, and you come back

and you fill me with love, love, love
till anger takes you away
or we softly pad on into the wee wee
dark as it was meant
to be