This goes out to all who have found true love, an eternal flame–the fortunate few who deeply and completely understand love at its very core. Thank you for reading.
Love is patient, love is kind,
it does not envy,
it protects, trusts and hopes
and all that jazz,
but mostly it requires a sense of humor–
like for when a dude watches you
put on pantyhose
or when your lady hears
you burping and peeing simultaneously.
Love is snoring,
endless sports and shows like Deadliest Catch.
It is killing spiders, boob sweat
and listening to her cry
when even she does not know
why it is happening.
Love perseveres,
and it will always find a way,
especially when we all practice
fart management.
Advertisements
My wedding prayer.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Perfect because it’s so bible-y!
LikeLike
So romantic. 😉
Really, though… Brought a smile… And a snort.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, sir! And thank you so so much for sharing on Twitter. You’re the best!
LikeLiked by 1 person
A whole mess of truth in that poem. Keep smiling.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I read this out loud to my cat. He wept, then I cried, and now he’s holding me.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Hold one another tenderly! Sweet cat. Dear cat.
LikeLike
This brought me to my knees. Defeat. I surrender to love. Your eyes, by the way.
LikeLike
Nope.
LikeLike
Your poetic prose leaves me speechless. And laughing.
LikeLiked by 1 person
😀 Thanks, Carrie!
LikeLike
Oh La La you are the new born bard in sensible heels. Love rolls off thine young tongue, like a most brilliant skee ball on the hand of an ancient muse.
Your prose is eloquent and astute, wishing only to add to the syphilis of Mozart. You cut to the heart of the matter. But somehow leaving the reader gasping before clapping and collapsing completely.
I rise as one staff before your eloquence before I am completely cut down.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Bob! This is as hilarious as it is poetically sound. Newborn bard in sensible heels! Hahaha
LikeLike
I bow before your most wonderfully WOW body. And most of this is kind of based on autocorrect. Funny how it makes sense.
But I still loves you!!!!!
LikeLike
Oh, Bob.
LikeLike
Well it’s not all auto in situ. I did glide it after all.
LikeLike
Ha, ha, ha. Very true. My favorite part was *listening to her cry when even she does not know why it is happening.* It’s also great how when I’m with my dude, humor includes our own little inside jokes that no one else gets. Happy, happy for you Miss La La.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Aw yay! Gotta love the little inside jokes. Oh, the tears though. They do happen and I do not like them.
LikeLike
As women, tears just happen. Sometimes I try to dig for a reason, but I don’t always find one. It is what it is. BTW, if you get a chance, check out my Gum Girl blog. Reminded me of something that you might blog about.
http://loreezlane.wordpress.com/2014/10/28/gum-girl/
LikeLiked by 1 person
That says it all, seeing each other at their most open and vulnerable (and farty) and still loving each other. Beautiful poem. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Haha, thanks so much, David. It is indeed true!
LikeLike
Ha!
LikeLike
Ho ho!
LikeLike
You crack me up, La La!! Thanks.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Deep. Very deep, La La. (and soooo true)
LikeLike
LaSwanLa,
Sometimes, around 3am…I barf lovingly. I hope this makes your next book of poems.
RR
LikeLike
That pretty much tells the whole story. I could have saved all that time reading The 5 Love Languages had I come here first. *sigh*
LikeLiked by 1 person
I’m hoping that’s what they’ll say after reading my book! Whoever they are! 😀
LikeLike
This should be compulsory in all premarital counseling
LikeLiked by 1 person