Its Quality, Not Quantity

An expanded and edited version, of my poetic response, to Willweb's poem, "Wee bits". http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Willweb/1457043/

A simple gesture
Nothing more

Of my affections.

Placing a rose
Before you.

When 

You least

Expect it.

Or embracing me

With a gentle arm

After a brutal day.

Reminding me

I don't have to

Face this alone.

But

I know
Some people

Who feel this need
For a big splash.

As if
They're unsure
Of themselves
And the love.

They profess
To have

Towards you.

Never realizing
Its not the size.

Rather
The expression
That matters
In sharing
Your love.