Mine, Mine, Mine...and please, don't call me greedy

Darling, please, don’t call me selfish

but sometimes I’m not willing

to share your words

with anyone

so I lock them away

for my eyes only to read.

The heart is a gracious keeper.

Sometimes I feel

green-color greedy for your laugh-lines

where only I

want to kiss them

and run my fingers

across those curves

familiar only to me.

And when you are asleep

and I am not

I even want the silence that wraps us

to be mine

to fill with thoughts

entitled

Us~

© Janet Martin