27 years married
is
lots of lots of stuff
like lots of cups of tea
lots of first light runs
and lots of shite tv
it's
pulling funny faces
manhandling an ass
random song surprises
beware this too shall pass
it's
dimorphous expressions
headlock escapes
imaginary court hearings
evidential tapes
it's
always been a pleasure
never been a chore
every passing moment
leaves us wanting more
it's
plotting murder methods
sticks of dynamite
favouring the crossbow
silence a delight
it's
filling up phone storage
because we can't delete
the photos of the other
kept in folders neat
it's
supporting one another
in everything we do
sing the Bony Moronie
we still don't have a clue
it's
a look of reassurance
that only we can see
words rarely needed
a visual telepathy
it's
making up a game
that spans the alphabet
26 lines of silliness
rhythmic pattern set
it's
feeling at a loss
whenever we're apart
like we're just meant to be
the beating of our hearts
it's
being present for each other
knowing that forever
the challenges in life
we battle them together
it's
hugging one another
the stealing of a kiss
reaching for a hand
it's held never missed
it's
enjoying growing old
a luxury well played
safe in the knowledge
we're the best decision we've ever made
