She didn’t care for my gold spectacles
Nor for that purple shirt I wear
Yet we broke all the rules to connect
And turned out to be a pair

I didn’t care for her obdurate will
Or her stridulate won’ts that rent the air
Still, this girl, this beautiful heartfill
Is my life’s darling darling affair

Smell of romance washes our days
Wet with moments that meet our lips
Fingerlaced with virtue of our own ways
We’re resiliently attached at the hip

Fighting downfalls in any weather
Never looking backwards since our first date                                        Informally we’ve been us forever I want the world to know she’s my mate


Mindfills‘ 200th post 🙂 for JibberJabber’s spectacle & JibberJabber’s connect & MindLoveMisery’s wordle – wet downfall beautiful wash girl smell resilient informal attach backwards virtue stridulate & Cee’s FOTD


photo credits sangeetha

We lock our forever wish

two innocents, too innocent for consequence

cavorting intrepid, blushed in fuschia florets of insouciant love

Labyrinthine lecherous Cosmos laughs…’entertain me’ he says

pleasure me, fall into fate
my gargoyles spout into you

Fate, hope, promise whatever!  we interlace fingers, skin, soul…

We lock our forever wish


JibberJabber – wish & Thursday doors – churches & Sammi’s intrepid in 52 words