Life's cherub.

Why are you so elusive?
You flit here and there,
dropping light kisses on some
mild reprimands on others.
When will I deserve your kisses?

I need to enfold you
but first I must catch you.
You tease me.
You're just out of reach,
blowing kisses that never reach me.

I creep up behind you.
I reach out to hold you -
you dart away with a light laugh
glancing over your shoulder -
amused by my expression of dismay.

I visit you’re altar.
I empty my heart -
I empty my soul -
I lay my talent before you.
But my gifts lie ignored and then forgotten…