Keturah
Keturah
Pure breath of Heaven
(her name is fragrant rose)
She wriggles.
breathes tiny gurgles
against my cheek
Her dimpled hands,
conducting their own
symphony
Bright eyes gazing solemnly
in her doll face,
tawny wisps of hair
and palest petal skin
Cherub round smile blossoms
Fresh-from-the bath sonnet
of lavender and talc
envelops us
as we rock
our tryst in silent morning
Her name means fragrant rose
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