​Kill her with kindness
I hope that she can see
Through her blind eyes
The real live me.
 
I love her when she says
that the problem is all you.
I can see she is alive.
She’s the real thing. Not virtual.
 
She is the one and only
She says what she thinks
Her mouth leads the way
Never ever shrinks
 
Deep down inside of her
A hidden grain hibernates.
A tiny kernel of love.        
Sleeps snoozes and waits.
 
Cover her and smother her
With love and affection.
Until she disappears
neath my waves of compassion.
 
Watch listen wait.
The seed will germinate.
A spark of affection.  Sprouting
Can’t wait for my fate.
             
It’ll explode and sprout love.
Green shoots emerge and grow. 
bucket full of love for us.
We will reap what we sow.