I had tea the other day with a man who told me he’d been married three times. He said this in jest, and clarified that he meant that his wife had grown as a person and a woman throughout their marriage and how fortunate he was to have been a part of her journey and to share his life with her. I thought it was a beautiful sentiment and so we have today’s poem.
For my bride. I love you.
Today marks another milestone. That’s two months down! Ten more to go.
It seems fitting to mark this occasion with a love poem dedicated to my better half and creative partner in crime, my bride. We men are not always the best communicators. Not to say that all men are terrible at it, only I’ve found that those of us in passionately loving relationships have a tendency to miss things. We fail to confer with our partners, or simply forget things they tell us in passing. And it’s not done out of any sort of misogynistic default or dismissal so much as simple distraction.
Love makes fools of us all, and I am no exception.
Today’s poem is brought to you by…
…a week’s worth of heavy sea fog suddenly lifted this morning so that we have actual sunlight mixed with our gusty winds…
…a forecast for a week’s worth of nonstop rain…
…and thoughts of my loving bride.
Enjoy.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
To celebrate, my bride and I had a romantic lunch and then visited the Houston Museum of Fine Art. My beloved’s mother was a professional artist who taught my bride. There were tears of joy.
Today’s poem is an amalgamation of quotes we spoke while admiring O’keefe, Hassam, Picasso, and Matisse–to name a few.
Had an encounter with a remarkably romantic gentleman just moments before writing this. Touched my heartstrings and inspired this poem for my own bride.
Last night my cohost, partner in crime, and good friend Eduardo joined me in recording the pilot episode for The Everyday Poet Podcast. We’ll be recording more episodes once we know how long production is going to take and will Schedule their release accordingly. It was a lot of fun and I’m looking forward to many more episodes.
That was last night. This morning I find myself strongly missing my bride. She’s away for work right now and I’m simply not as much without her. Keenly feeling her absence today.
You are missed, Amor.
I married an incredible woman.
Lots of traveling yesterday. I was amazing to come home to the arms of my bride. Once more, she is my muse.
This weekend has been beyond crazy, but I managed to squeeze a romantic lunch date in with my loving and ever-patient bride in the middle of everything. God, I love this woman. Thanks for reading!
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