Somewhere in this room my very own sweetie is hard at work during a hack-a-thon class. He participates in these very often these days. I am a computer widow. Not a gold, sports, or even a hunting widow. I can live with this. I adore him with all my heart.
He has started reading me poetry, and writes me love programs. How much nerdier can you get?
I wrote this for him a few years ago...
Unconditional
The
husband faithfully says “luscious” as he looks upon a wife’s naked body planting kisses on morning lips wide
brown eyes drink in this eve in undiscovered garden books and papers lie about like flowers on the
blanket vine unfolding to the day filling
a mind with fragrant knowledge create dinner’s bouquet at the evenings
table two hands reach down cupping breasts like the
child hungry to feed the hours a
wife quenches he is her adoring sun rising over majestic mountains on
the coldest days.
1 comment:
very sweet.
keep on cherishing each other each day.
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