Feast Anticipation

Picked the ripest
Red'est tomatoes for her, juicy
I'm cooking
For she is coming home.
We'll hug, hold hands
And baby-talk all night
Lick curry of each other's fingers
Place food bites & bites
On each others lips.

Look at me all for you
I screamed hugs on the phone
Just now,
She's on her way!
Listening to the same song
On loop for the 11th time
I await her
Lust comfort love affection
All rise in me
And warm my ears.

Every bell rings the door
Every me rings with her
And every she is only for me.
Ripe red relished!