POEM: One Rework / by D.M. Jerman

No Traffic To Our Kiss -
reworked poem by DRH/DMJ

Food, yes.


Money, yes.


who cooks/who cleans/who pays the rent


we agree on most things including





the unicorn left no scars on our hearts

and blessed the inevitable gains of our love

which was an epic, mythical journey

in the very truest sense of the legends of love

granted status and authenticity by the Yeti

with joyous revelation

and hit up

road trips

and sunny days

stormy nights

and long, loving gazes:

to do it by.


It's art: it's

no concern for cool

or the glances of others

as we shine in the world.


It's sex: it's

warm and simple magic

delicious and savored, only for we two

this is what the gods experienced

feels like no one else knew how before.


We live this -

more successfully

as the Great Loves of Literature and Film

what grasped their own dreams

for the glorious-encompassing


never hidden from view

in an eagle's nest for a lion heart

and a plinth to hold honor and honesty for a head

for hands!


hearts! ALL

intersect with this promise.