dish & spoon
a summer sonnet for my soon-to-be wife
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The pollen is adrift and my lungs wheeze,
I feel hot beads of sweat crawl down my back.
You look beautiful in the humid breeze;
We catch the scent of a blooming lilac.
Out at night trying to capture the moon,
A coyote choir sings; the dog barks.
Why did the dish run away with the spoon?
Do you think, like us, they grew from a spark?
Our spark was ablaze before our first kiss,
Great things happen all at once, I have heard.
We lounge in our yard, sip beer, reminisce,
My life before you is thankfully blurred.
Whatever season, whichever weather,
I’m thankful the world stuck us together.
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Krysty-Ann Bastable
Wannabe-poet & Kindergarten teacher.
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