Preferred A Morning Kiss Poem by Louise Tredoux

Spilled the milk this morning, clumsy,
sleepy, wanted to prepare a super
breakfast, simply made a mess, Rudi
ended up with coffee only, toast was
burnt, he laughed, preferred a morning kiss
to cordon blue morning servings, this
was easy, he smelled divine, besides,
he can get breakfast anywhere, but I’m
the only one to offer him total devotion
and all my love, he says it is enough,
and proves it with a passion that colours
everything in gold and silver beauty,
that changes fear into freedom, that
wipes away my tears and fills my soul
with contentment for being clumsy me