Time to dust again.
Time to caress my house,
to stroke all its surfaces.
I want to think of it as a kind of lovemaking
. . . the chance to appreciate by touch
what I live with and cherish.
Time to dust again.
Time to caress my house,
to stroke all its surfaces.
I want to think of it as a kind of lovemaking
. . . the chance to appreciate by touch
what I live with and cherish.