DEAR NINA
She clings like a two year oldMy mission is to hold her dearly
A femininity I crave helplessly
Pushing her hair back I pamper
The more spoiled the more loved
I pacify her hunger with kisses
Women wish they had our connection
Macho men decline to acknowledge
The moon and stars sprinkle laughter
She's a full grown woman and a young child
Merry-go-round laid back, roller coaster wild
Dear Nina
I love the way you drop your towel limp
Shower fresh I study each winding road
Molasses sweet Sunday's chilled lemonade
All or nothing at all the evening silence fades
She moves like a stroke of luck
We canvas in protest of separation
Departure delayed due to simplicity
Restricting her involuntary movements
Manhandled as if tasty cotton candy
A midnight's rainbow came to greet us
Women wish they had our connection
Macho men decline to acknowledge
The moon and stars sprinkle laughter
She's a full grown woman and a young child
Merry-go-round laid back, roller coaster wild
Dear Nina
I was fashioned to love you long ago
Rose garden beautiful a work of art
Your mother's milk tantalize my fingers
All or nothing at all the evening silence fades
Dear Nina
Dear Nina
Dear Nina my love
Copyright Nathaniel London Jr. 2014
Poetry by France England
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Written on 2014-05-05 at 23:20
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