The very best know nothing
of this favorite rite
to be right all the time.
A couple of couples coupled close to me
in their golden years
and were all ears when I asked them
to answer a couple of couple questions
meant to have two answers
meddled, melded, molded and made
to fit the quested for reasons why
they play so well together,
he said it was to get her,
she said it was to let him get her,
she wanted to be caught by him,
not right away, she told me
in front of him and he pretended
not to hear her say that to me
and that's when I got it,
they both knew that they both knew
and loved that about the other,
who was no longer another
but the very other that made the other
grateful for life itself.
- Author: bobfallon (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 9th, 2023 01:40
- Category: Unclassified
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