surprise
when I walk into the bedroom
I know you are already there
propped on pillows
reading zen
I don't look at you
just go about my late night
this and that
then turn
bedside vase:
six pink roses, fern, and
baby's breath
takes mine
it isn't my birthday
it's just a day
and you know how
I love pink
my words
lost in petals
and your
watching eyes