I haven't penned many poems about the holiday season upon us. One of my favorites is called "Three Words". I offer it to you now as a gift of Thanksgivings. Gratitude for your friendship, your loyal following and reading my back porch musings. I hope you like "Three Words". You can get my latest collection of poetry at Barnes & Noble or on Amazon by clicking the links on top of the page.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Three Words

As precious as gold

Your bronze skin shimmers under the crystal lights

Too many nights I have longed

To again inhale your sweet bouquet

Where have you been?

The fragrant marrow flows past those

gathered to steal just one glance at you

I inhale deeply, igniting memories of our past.

You lay waiting

Your golden skin concealed beneath the alabaster blanket

Just as this night, I inhaled your toxins

I longed to feel your golden flesh

To taste your moistness

To hear those three words

Sung one more time

Where have you been?

I have waited too long

I spy the one who has brought you here tonight

He stands, speaking meaningless words

They have come for you

Not his pointless pondering

I have come for you

To hear those three words

Sung one more time

I see what the others cannot

I know your skin trembles in anticipation

Two united once again

The crystal lights dance,

reflected in the cold steel

He holds in his calloused hand

With lightning speed, the razor-sharp edge comes down

Slicing through your beauty

I see the amber fluids flow

And then they come

Just three words…

"Pass the gravy"