We are no spring chickens my love
Time has ravaged us
I look at your warty face
Your eyes wonder at my perverse hump
Our abhorrent hideousness apparent to all.
Hairs grow from so many wrong places
Our involuntary twitches
The cowering posture, the darting eyes
The spontaneous cackling around the cauldron
Our inexplicable naked behaviours under the full moon
Should be enough to question
Cast doubt, question our union?
But no ours is a cemented tie
We look past those physical features
Known to curdle milk, peel paint from walls,
Stop an out of control train.
We have seen our true selves
The hidden beauty, the charisma
We lie in wait, the next full moon
A baying we shall go.
The cauldron, is it stoked?
A bubbling my love,
Your cackling sets my heart a fire
It’s why I love you.
This erudite poem is the result of two like-minded muses meeting in the middle and playing with a bunch of words to create meaning.
Morpethroad 
I love it. 🙂
Thank you Linda. It’s always fun to play with words.
Rubs hands together and in a witchy voice hee hee hee my pretties. I think males find it easier to overcome the ‘process’ than females though lol hairs growing from the wrong places – laughed, a comical and enjoyable read.
Thank you Jenny happy it made you laugh, must be careful not to visit you on the full moon though.
No I’d stay well away 😉
Will do. So next Easter is out eh?
Hmm I’ll get my people to talk to your people.
Whoa, I would love to meet your muses Michael. Must be a sight for sore eyes. 😉
I loved it though.
I thank you Jackie, they are both very private muses, any wonder I suppose considering the physical exteriors they have to live with. You never one day they might jump straight out of the page at you.
How’d you know I trimmed my nose hairs today?
Larry we live in a digital age, what don’t we know? Thanks for reading.
Hahaha, loved this. Totally delightful and this IS true love, indeed:)
Thank you Oliana, it was a fun write. My muses get along so well.
Wow that’s powerful I at first thought you were talking of humans ageing then I read warts and I was like “nooo can’t be”‘x
Thank you Justine, like your comment.
“inexplicable naked behaviours”
I understand Neitzche (sp) had some of those too. Must be part of a great mind. LOL. This makes me laugh every time I read it.
Hello Larry, I am happy you get a laugh from this poem.
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I had a lot of fun reading this!
Thanks Pooky, good to see beyond our dusty exteriors.
I real sense of true love 🙂
Thank you RoSy, lucky aren’t I…