I Court You With Quinces Poem by Donald Rowley

I Court You With Quinces



I court you with quinces,
Peach blossom and spices,
Tea bags and coffee bags,
Green salads and moly.

I court you with apples,
With sherbet and daphne;
A nocturne by Chopin,
A film by Fellini.

I court you with textiles
And bowls of patchouli,
With scent of verbena,
With lapis lazuli.

I court you with touches.
You laugh at my antics.
I breakfast on muesli
You breakfast on quinces.

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Donald Rowley

Donald Rowley

Cape Town, South Africa
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