Thursday, October 8, 2020

Ariel.

It's all "Hettie, Hettie, Hettie, Hettie, Hettie" around here, and I'm just as guilty of it as anybody else, but at least I know how to self-diagnose a monomania. So here's a goddamn poem about the most special woman in my life.

You.
Just fucking look at you,
With that long, blond hair,
Eyes an extraplanar blue
(also, often, the green of a paradisaic sargasso)

Soul
drenched
in
ambrosial
purity

and kindness.

I see you, and

... I can't.
I just can't

anything

but love you.

There. I said it.

2 comments:

Way to Bury the Lede, Sister.

Okay, now don't take this to mean I do anything short of adore  Claire. And I'm not saying this post of hers is bad at all. In fact...