Loving Him To Death Poem by Louise Tredoux

Juliette’s father will accompany her mother
to Italy, I’m free, though I was willing to do
my duty, I nearly crushed Rudi in joy and
happiness, we both tried to make the best
of our feelings and jealousies, I feel like
kissing and embracing him for all eternity

We need not be separated after all, I can
see his face every day, live through his
moods and temperamental spells, he’ll
be around to be cuddled and cajoled, to
be smothered and enjoyed, I can’t get
enough of him, he is so marvelous, so

Magnificent, I love his big feelings, his
terrible jealousy, based on possessive
love for me, reflecting my own feelings,
and his resolutely overcoming it was so
beautiful, I feel like loving him to death!