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“WHAT A (blessed) MESS (love is)!” a poem. October 7, 2018 – SUN-day

The nightgown’s a mess – and she’ll struggle to rise,

But he’ll watch her – so clumsy – with love in his eyes,

And there’s wheezing – and coughing – and belching a bit,

With farting – and sicknesses – & that quaint, sagging tit,

AND ANOTHER! (Got two!!) So, if one will not work,

There’s another (one) to-offer – a snatch – clean & jerk!

There-are smells and annoyances – snores in the night,

With-some-bad-dreams – and-some-cute-screams – & a flicker-ing light,

And, IF YOU CAN’T LAUGH AT HOW FRAGILE WE ARE,

You-might bloody well “lose it,” but-we’ve-come – oh, so far,

With-several-thousand-coughs-and-sneezes – colds – and – diarrhea,

Exchanging our fluids – Oy vey! – Mama Mia!

Two people in love, enduring – their “trip,”

That can take them – from ecstasy – to a…

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