Savour Poem by Res John Burman

You sounded
Delicious
This morning
Your voice
Warm and sleepy
On the 'phone.

Three hundred
And ten miles
Didn't disguise
Your need
For sleep.

And yet
Willing to wake
For my sake
If not for yours.

Concerned lest
I should feel
Rejected
Neglected
Unloved!

Foolish Girl
Don't you know
I intend
To Love you
Forever.
We have all
The time
In the World

Your love
Seeps through
The Golden Storm
And sleepy wires
To my heart!

You were
Delicious
This morning
Savour
My Delight
At your taste!

(1st March 2008)