Wednesday

My valentine poem

From the other room
I hear the pages turn
the coffee sputter into the mug,
the yellow one?

after 16 years of marriage
we have not eclipsed one another
are not frozen in action, daily and stale

no, we are still learning each other’s ways,
still finding treasure
I tread, welcome but trembling
you are the continent I choose
over and over, my feet never tired,
my journey never over

I wake and am aware of the singleness
when you are gone
the bare bed vast and cold
knowing you are next door
reading some impenetrable tome
or emailing a brother I have not seen
for years, laughing at his jokes
a continued conversation of your own

you are the master of
a world that defines you as not me

I travel on
I am not lost, just wondering

you are still the thrill I seek
still huge, stable, secure

this morning you came back to bed
your cold body needing mine,
you crossed the ocean to my side
finding that equalizing of heat
your chest on my back, arm heavy on my shoulder,
legs entwined, tight
like a picture that I sometimes see
of my eternal place beyond this land
a star formation
of lovers always together





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