Mike Acker


The Crazy Woman


I met a crazy woman,
not long ago.
We quickly hit it off.
We walked and we talked.
We hugged and
we kissed and we loved.

And all along,
I suspected she might be
just a bit less sane than me.
The things she'd say,
and the things she'd do,
all convinced me,
more and more,
that I was just
a bit saner than she.

I could never explain,
to myself or to others,
why I loved her so.
Until, one day,
I happened to glimpse
a reflection of myself.

And the look in my eyes
suddenly made me clearly see
why this crazy woman and I
were unmistakably
meant to be.

(If it is you who reads this every day, Nasim, please contact me. At least I would know it is you)

Submitted: Monday, October 07, 2013
Edited: Saturday, May 17, 2014

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