I got the idea for this poem from Annie Finch's love poem poetry workshop, over at The Guardian.
Secret Love Poem #2
Danna
your acorn-colored skin
your blue jeans worn thin at the knees
your Dominican Republic cayenne pepper infused coffee
your eyes that change color to match your mood
your birthday the same as Charles Darwin
your collection of vintage postcards
your painting of Louis Armstrong wiping the sweat from his face
your overwatering of succulents
your parrifin-free Napoleon Bonaparte candle
your blue-striped button down dress shirts
your gift of a mariachi band serenade for my 30th birthday
your green-eyed ex-wife Katerina
your volume of Nabokov's Butterflies on your bedside table
your obsession with Albert Einsten and fossils
your injustice file documenting genocide atrocities
your famous poet ex-lover Louise
your rye manhattans at 2 A.M.
your penchant for disappearing without notice
your Ancyloceras Heteromorph Ammonite fossil collecton
your refusal to compare heartbreaks
your Nile-blue sofa
your soliliquies on refraction, discussing how light bends when it travels from air into water
your custom printed matchbooks printed with existentialist sentiments
your hatred of World War II and Vietnam War films
your father's last pair of shoes by the fireplace
your artist wife Solange
your refusal to admit to chainsmoking two packs a day
your mother's rings wrapped in a silk scarf
your reappearance without apologies
your deviated septum, the result of ice skating accident
your Beagles, Abraham and Moses
your snapshot of us on a carnival ride in Paris
your love of the color, robin's egg blue
your survivor's guilt eating a hole through your heart
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