Yazzie Girl Poem by C. Michael Miller

The water kettle beckons.

She gets my special mug
and nestles it next to hers.
Tea time for lovers.

Yazzie girl sings.

Our mugs release an inviting scent,
encouraging our hearts to soar...

The candle light reflects warmly in our eyes,
revealing the color of our hearts...

Yazzie girl sings.

The candle light reluctantly dims as our
hearts return to touch the sweet earth...

Her lips upon mine now...
like honey for the tea.

My dear Love, her eyes say.
Little Bird, say mine.