Fifth’s Fifth

It was the eleventh moon before the millennium
Their eyes met at the picture store
She, like a star, brought a twinkle in his eye
He smiled at her.

She,
gazed and looked away
was full of charisma
She captivated him.

They ventured out, testing the waters
She needed a space
He offered a lifeline
she accepted, perhaps as a means of survival?

They discussed their situation, ethics and all
So he made her an offer
She did not refuse
The news flew
Rich mound went mad.

It was the eleventh day after the eleventh
People flocked from near and far
It was a blast.
He was overwhelmed, it was just the beginning.

She is unraveling him slowly
Through thick and thin
Roofing sickness and cocooning
She endures selflessly

She is teaching him so much
- to be real
- to be humble
- to live

the pendulum swings
but conversation is healing
She is beautiful in body
She is beautiful in mind


He loves her no end
his worship lives on, even as she dreams
he is not worthy
His heart has awaked to a love unending.