This poem is inspired by Sabrina Benaim’s Poem, “First Date,” and my husband. Please enjoy, and let me know what you think!
Hello… But when I say hello, I really mean, I love you. But when I say I love you, I mean your laughter is a sun cascading sparks into my belly, where a fire-breathing dragon waits impatiently for more. I mean, I am a hoard of lost and found objects. I mean the walls around me are 6-inch steel, you know? When I say I hoard, I mean pieces of string, and buttons, buttons everywhere; I am a walking pandemonium. I mean you walked into my life seeing the shiny silver stars under my eyes, and the lost golden ring with three pearls my mother gave me. I mean I lose memories more often than I lose my phone, and I find in others’ memories they dug 6 feet underground. I mean, I am a shovel that never stops digging myself into a hole. I mean, silver spoon fed with tainted silverware. I mean, I created a dragon of broken things that you sparked back to life. So when I really mean I love you, I’m only saying, hello.
Here’s a link to Sabrina Benaim’s, “First Date”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XxoY1bGf_u4
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