Not every newlywed is old, but evry marriage is a new beginning.

Marriage


Thank you honey.
In awful, decent ways
I’ve spoken of my love of others.
Other wives; other loves
And you allow me
To remember.

My life didn’t start with you
Though that’s where I hope it will finish.
But the others!

Thank you honey!
For allowing me the love.
If I hadn’t loved them
I couldn’t love you.

Every kiss we have
Is all of me.
Past and future
I talk about my past
As do you
It’s allowed.

But it terrifies me!

Opening up my soul
My sins, my mistakes;
And still you allow me
The remember,

Then hold me through my tears
Of Remorse
And stroke me
Through shadowed past
And possible future.

The loves I left behind
Are still loved
By me.
But the greatest love
Is yours.
Letting me love them
So I could learn how to love you.