Thank you, and yes, a splash of simile
and two full teaspoons of metaphor,
stirred with fresh images

and not a little rhythm to bounce
the lines merrily along, so smoothly
that a reader finds herself

effortlessly pulled along with every
bit of nuance, not noticing the
subtle off-rhyme,

which, it turns out, you didn’t intend
but there it landed, one of those
serendipitous bits of

literary sweetness that fills the cup,
all those letters floating on the surface,
just waiting to be sipped

into something, like this, that looks
like a poem.