Religiously

You kiss my brow

religiously

like morning dew

kisses branches.

You serve me

a seductive tray

with raspberries

then roll with me

‘neath coloured sheets

in fashion.

Though much grows old

like trees and woods

and memories

we oft’ unite

religiously

from habit,

from honeyed years

of love and lose

and sharing life,

our passion.

(c)--Christina Cowling