Pipe Dreaming
To My Darling
I ne’er cease to stare, amazed,
(Under your enrapturing gaze)
How we two bits of human-ness
Found each other in this mess.
Two binary stars, forever locked,
shed little light on our rock.
And on this rock, we build our life,
My Handsome man, and I your wife.
Not even Donne, nor Keats, can say
How happiness bares my heart these days.
I hope to god, dear god I hope,
This isn’t some kind of awful hoax.
But you, somehow, (how can it be?)
Well, you seem just as pleased as me.
