It’s about time for another love poem. The trip to Cyprus was prompted by the occasion of our thirtieth wedding anniversary, so it’s only appropriate that I move us from that travelblog to fresh reflections with a poem that popped up to celebrate that wondrous fact. As they say in the restaurants these days, enjoy.
how the words spilled out in heat
the songs reverberated in the showers
the ripped red poems rejoiced and cried
the fantasies of fresh beginnings knit
our lives together in a single tapestry…