All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another. ~Anatole France
Seven years of anonymity, freedom, independence...of fun, frolic, danger, adventure....of fear, fearlessness, never say die....of lovers, admirers and mentors....of song, dance and death....of weightloss, weightgain and obesity....of spinsterhood, of coupling and marriage.....
Many phases that made me....the places, the scents, the people, the skies that made me....I have to let them go....I am married!
From my small nest, I have to flap my wings and spread out into the next world....full of dangers and unknown abysses....for I am married!
I have to change me, my spaces, my dreams and my life....I am married!
I have an extension, a partner...to share and care....to hold and push.....to smile and love, to cry and loath....I am married!
My smoking persona, my dangling smile, my killer instincts, my on the move intellect, my tapping toes, my painted hands, my battered clothes, my wet shoes....all in some dusty box...I am married!
My stupid friends, my dopey partners, my genius admirers, my faceless lovers...at the bottom of the ocean...I am married!
This white world...full of magic and serenity....I am married!
The moments of puritanical insight when adjustment and higher love ring true with every thump of the heart....when every little jerk of the eyelid....translates into poems of understanding...when every cough means a zillion complaints...when every smile means absolute acceptance and approval....when every wisecrack means an invitation....I am married!
Purity and loyalty...the key ingredients of this coupling.....talk and song....walk and dance.....fight and slap.....kiss and make up....all about love....
I am married!
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