national poetry month, day 16.

A lazy swoonfest. If you need me, I'll be in the kitchen.

The Love Cook

by Ron Padgett

Let me cook you some dinner.

Sit down and take off your shoes

and socks and in fact the rest

of your clothes, have a daiquiri,

turn on some music and dance

around the house, inside and out,

it's night and the neighbors

are sleeping, those dolts, and

the stars are shining bright,

and I've got the burners lit

for you, you hungry thing.