that’s a poem I said
and the image the movie is still here in my head
I was telling my wife skin to skin consciousness to consciousness nestled together in bed
how glad I was that she decided to marry me
how brave she was
loving me but knowing the maelstrom sensing the extreme distances the depths of creative and destructive powers the strong forces roiling in me
how brave she was I said to love me and accept me
to marry me knowing me
as I made my head and arms and body comfortable next to her and part of her
I said I’m so glad you chose to marry me
it started then
the image for this poem
and the movie was there for me to tell her
all the power of me the raging sea and howling winds slamming into the land
and the land like her loving accepting absorbing the storm and making it whole
marrying the storm
that’s a poem I said
. . .
not completely selfless I guess
the land moves and flows
rumbles growls and bites
all that energy absorbed and given back
makes for good sex