Ok, so remember how I don’t ever remember my anniversary?
Well this time I did, of course at the insistence of my mother. For whom, I am eternally grateful.
Brian said I should put this up here. It’s not the world’s best poem but it’s one I wrote celebrating how Brian is an underwater crab and I’m a firey hot lady horse…or centaur. or whatever those are.
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How I love thee
Indefinable underwater currents you see;
Indefinable underwater currents you see;
Elude me.
And you have them in your hand
Like Neptune.
How I love thee.
And our meetings by the line
Where the sand meets the sea
Where your waves pull me out
And push me in
Is Beloved.
Is Bemoaned.
How I love thee.
And our meetings by the line
Where the sea meets the sun,
The red of my heart reflected in your depths
And from the shore I can see you
Swallow me every night.
But the evidence proves otherwise.
How I love thee.
And you race around the house, wolf-wind
Howling your raging currents
Threatening to engulf what you cannot possess
Intrigues me.
As the steam rises from my fiery feathers
A dance like no other.
How I love thee.
The Deep Dark Woods 