Poetry by John


{This was just too funny not to share!}

I love you… (even though)
by John Richards
for Hilary Richards (my wife)

I love you…even though you stink,
I love you…even though you seldom blink…
But your rotting smells aside, and discounting your chronic dry-eye,
I cannot deny that I feel so high every time I say “I love you”.

I love you…even when you laugh…
Not to suggest that your laugh is a gaff…
But if other chuckles were gold, and your laughs were mold,
I would theoretically still love them AND you all to no end!

I love you, whether you’re PMSing or not…
Although…it seems oddly constant, considering what I’ve been taught?
But still when you smile, my throat fills with bile, and my heart throbs with an intensity akin to the gaseous palpitations of 1,000 burning stars.

I love you…just the way you are…
And I’d still love you, even if you had a bald head and a distinguishing facial scar.
Because you’re the world’s greatest gift, and I know others are miffed,
That you married someone well below your established rank in the traditional American intra-relational caste structure.

Fin.




1 comment:

Thank you for stopping by, I love hearing your comments! xo.xo. Hilary