This is not a new piece but new to share. I haven’t really done something like this before. I am very private with the thing I generously call poetry. Still, here it is. This is about my now husband but was written shortly after we started dating.
Mute and Happy
How funny that in these
last few days my words
have become thoughtlessly
absent considering the
words I spoke.
The words I spoke!
Leaving me a delightful
glowing secret illuminating
part of my life in utter
blatant truth.
“No you don’t,” he says
with tickle & smirk. “I hear
you whisper something else
in my ear.”
I did. Didn’t I?
That was a stupid move.
Now he has the upper hand
with my war-torn, forlorn
heart of hearts, aching with
robots & nautical stars
tattooed on the inside of wrists.
Fear…
fear…
fear…
EXHILARATION!
