The Anniversary of Our First Meeting

Dearest Husband,
Half my life
I’ve been with you.
How long the river we cross
matters not.
Only how wide
our spot.
Half my life
this hand-stand.
Precarious acrobats learning
to land, toes touching
in our marriage bed.

Half my life
this secret account
with password known
to us alone.
Half my life,
this two-way mirror,
seeing you seeing me
seeing you until that day
we beg to see
life stay…
…forever… your wife.

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