#NPM Day 11- The Enigma Of Him (Endless)
[/for this ekphrasis I chose recent favorite images of my husband, a true work of art]
Of course you're the work of art I default to.
Your color alone,
like no other shade
rendering of royalty.
Eyes as rich as earth and much to my delight
brightly light only for me.
My favorite thing to do-- treating your face as scratching post and place of rest.
Moving nails through unruly curls on your chin and cheek.
The same scruffiness felt
A smile loaded with loopy grins and mirthful gums.
Like your hospitality when you insist
Looking at you overwhelms me with grief.
A sorrow filled with denial that such a masterpiece,
only once created
will inevitably cease to exist.
So often I make a habit to sit,
and provoke loopy grins and gums,
Rest in love.