like love

somewhere in illinois
i saw superman, sunlight
and her in a periwinkle teeshirt.

her lips parted
touched
and reparted,
"i love you."

just another miracle
i guess,
"how?"

"I don't know,
how do you love me?"

"Like a black fly in my eye when i'm raking."

"No, really."

"really.

Like a tuna on rye with provolone and dill pickles"

"SERIOUSLY!"

"seriously.

Like a sunshine sneeze."

"why can't you just tell me?"

"I am telling you.

Like four measures of a high c from the metropolitan's best metzo-soprano."

"well, i guess that's ok."

"like the day before i lost my virginity."

"before?"

so i let it go,
because understanding requires time.

and our love is eternal.