Treasure Island

RIC S. BASTASA


marriage


in one house
they live
as married couple

she sings her videoke
in the sala
he works on his poems
in the computer room

and when the clock strikes
eleven
on such an unholy hour
she stops singing not to
disturb sleeping neighbors

he still writes poetry
till midnight

and when he
goes to bed she is now soundly asleep

and they sleep together
safe in love
that now
does not depend on the physical

but on the music and the poem
on the rhythm and the rhyme
both of them
in their 20 years of marriage
have become
one poem one music

that sex, which was once so good
is now put in another light

both curl up in the cold night
she is the song
& he is the poem

and they are still
one
after all those years
as marriage tells them from the beginning when they all said

'yes, i do'.

Submitted: Sunday, April 20, 2008
Edited: Monday, February 16, 2009
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