Gatherer

.
He'd tell me all
the nice things
 
Because he wanted  

 
Woven beside the  
beautiful ones;  
Those that lay at peace
with my happy smile
 
And the're be no need
for gathering & protecting
each syllable that falls
from his kissing lips  
 
He's my sweet toothed
talker
Always ready to deliver
those much needed happy
smiles