I told her I would love her forever.
She whispered she’d stay for a hundred years.
She laughed with gusto; called my jokes clever.
I promised to never bring her to tears.
She praised my Brobdingnagian organ.
I raised the bedroom roof to show my strength,
then made her giggle with earthy slogans
while she sang ditties of craving my length.
It’s such a pity the earthquake rumbled,
causing our walls to crumble like crackers.
We rode our hot tub down landslides, tumbled
into Pacific waves where I smacked her
with a French kiss. I’d hyperventilate
while she’d chortle, “Man, what a great first date!”
Roger Armbrust
January 5, 2011
