You don't have to do much

To make me happy

You don't have to do much.

 

Wake me up with the smell of coffee 

and the sound of sizziling fatty bacon in a castiron

Greet a goodmorning on my tastebuds

as I prepare for a new day.

 

Take me shopping.

Let me spend too much time in Bath and Body Works

smelling candles, and inscents, and lotions

Then take me to Ross

and don't make me apologize for trying on everything,

or buying everything 

 

Walk home in the rain with me.

Kiss me as a downpour erupts from the depths of the clouds above.

 

You really don't have to much 

to make me happy

This poem is about: 
Me

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