Decade

We met, this year, ten years ago

My broken heart more ardent with recent censure

Your Highness in Scorpio

My high ass neurotic Virgo

Both of us furtive Venus in Virgo

Explains why we go slow, escargot

We are moated Norman castles

In which float dead horses tasselled

That Aoife is a keeper

Still waters run deeper

She is deeper still, gyring bole astride Charybdis abutting Bolton Strid

Her lips eagle-rid are eager red, throbbing like blooded dragon teeth

Pointing upward like Batman’s ears, robbing me of will to resist

Eyebrows mousey oftlifting, lilting in trysting, finger short of fisting

Your insistent energy refilling like a flushed cistern

Isolde and Trystan soldered Siamese

When we got together friends reported me missing

Mam rang Interpol, my name is entered on listings

I was eating like you contained all the kitchen’s fixings

Tightening and loosening your fixtures, sixteen consecutive lickouts

Had you purring like a kitten, gloveless knitted human mitten

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