“WHAT A (blessed) MESS (love is)!” a poem. October 7, 2018 – SUN-day
The nightgown’s a mess – and she’ll struggle to rise,
But he’ll watch her – so clumsy – with love in his eyes,
And there’s wheezing – and coughing – and belching a bit,
With farting – and sicknesses – & that quaint, sagging tit,
AND ANOTHER! (Got two!!) So, if one will not work,
There’s another (one) to-offer – a snatch – clean & jerk!
There-are smells and annoyances – snores in the night,
With-some-bad-dreams – and-some-cute-screams – & a flicker-ing light,
And, IF YOU CAN’T LAUGH AT HOW FRAGILE WE ARE,
You-might bloody well “lose it,” but-we’ve-come – oh, so far,
With-several-thousand-coughs-and-sneezes – colds – and – diarrhea,
Exchanging our fluids – Oy vey! – Mama Mia!
Two people in love, enduring – their “trip,”
That can take them – from ecstasy – to a really low dip!
BUT! THIS IS THE PLACE WE WERE PROMISED, MY FRIEND,
Which is perilous – and marvelous – from (A) beginning – to end,
And, at night, lights-will-go-off, with the one who loves you,*
THAT’S WHAT IT’S ALL ABOUT! and, IF-we started a-new,
We’d do the SAME THING, for we’re programmed just right!
So – COME ON! LET’S CUDDLE! and I’ll turn off the light! 🙂
* – IF you’re lucky!