Monday, January 26, 2009
My Lady is a Year Older
How can I describe your crosswords?
My pen burns with passion
My eyes ache, hands tremble
filling in the spaces you could not accomplish.
She has updated the blog.
The anticipation is over.
And I get the full "making of mandi's blog post"
like dvd extras of an excellent movie
The phone rings, and I answer,
Eagerness washes me, but quickly
I am repentant.
I have forgotten the house rules of not answering.
Together, we laugh at a picture
and my heart soars in readiness
for soon we will create a costume
and photoshop the likeness with tears of joy
You rein me in and whip my weathered hide
"The kids cannot watch this PG-13" you cry
I argue, I fight, your resolve weakens and the the children enter
Right when the graphic sex scene begins
Her eyes, shining, bedroomy, loving
Her sculpted lips, full of excitement
Her smile, telling me
That her birthday wishes are nothing,
but tending Oliver so that she might clean or do some aerobics.
I respond in wonder
for my wishlist is long and impossible
but you correctly and reasonably respond
that we are broke, as is always the case.
But...I find a coupon for Los Hermanos....
The passion is ablaze in the two of us.
Holding her tight I kiss those
Amazing and not yet aged lips.
What a woman,