this feels exactly like happiness should feel like...
This reads like a lovely relic, a photo on a plate of sensitized iron. Might be my favorite poem so far. What a perfect rendering of a lazy morning - waking up with the person you love, languidly, and relishing the day!Wording is ultra impressive from beginning to end - Love these lines -"and your smooth legson minetwistand balancewhile downstairs the grapefruitis cold and ripe and red."SENSUOUS without being overt. Joaquin, you are one of my favorite poets. I mean it.
My Friend,what you've done here was tocapturethe simplicity ofa Lovely Moment...and like amagician, turnedit into somethingEpic!Wow!*applause & finger snaps!*One.
I whole heartedly LOVED it.I remember these lazy mornings with my husband before the birth of our child! Now every morning (because he sleeps in the bed with us) is nose pinching, slaps to the face, and once in a while a nice kissy. I read it more than once and I don't know what to say that would even do it proper justice. Just a beautifully captured bit of complete earthly pleasure. My favorite part was the personification of breakfast "a patient guest"Love your site.
It's an alba. Never have I enjoyed breakfast as much as reading this poem. Beautiful.
You have captured a perfect moment! Oh, wow...
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