Her Birthday Poem

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spring showers
pre-May flowers
so many hours
when me was we

her secret service
my dubious service
heavens  did hear us:
we deserve us

for better and for worse–
much less of the latter–
sometimes astral
always matter

in ’14 and ’13
there was only
one roof

time-testing love
tempest-tossed
proof...

she is me
i am she
we are
we

very soon to be
pre-ternally together

through hot and
cold weather

much less of the latter
sometimes astral
always matter

i now state with conviction:
my love poems are
no longer fiction

h.p b-day to  U 
on 4-11-15

(always variables
on the scene)

dimensional defiance but empirically true:
my heart is so square
it measures  U  by  U by  U

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