Getting way
past supper time.
You arrive at last
looking sorry,
but you need not be.
I kept your plate warm.
I could wait for you
an eternity,
as long as it ends
with me by your side.
A long day it was.
Now I fed you
and you feel fine
and that fills the house.
Witness of our bliss,
Turquoise reigns.
Color of the valley jewel,
bred by the bathing star.

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