Tracey - Um...uh...cold sores and fish gills and love? First I felt, "Ew," then a bit of, "Oh..." Now I don't know.
Someday In May - I see the fish and cold sores as something that fester without your knowing. Eventually growing into something that has somehow become a part of you when you weren't looking.
Who knew stinky fish could be romantic?
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...but what do I know?
White_Feather - Oh . . . you could be right, Someday. My bet was that he'd been drinking when he wrote that. 
But it's an interesting way to frame love in the chaotic mess of daily life that is long-term relationship.
Anstey - I wasn't drunk. 
My wife and I tend to enjoy understatement. We constantly feign disinterest whilst laughing and loving passionately. In the morning, I will gaze at her lovingly and say, 'you're all right for a chick.' or 'i love you more than a doughnut'
And surely, when she reads this, she hears those echos. It's a nuiansce that's lost in the translation quite a bit. However, I think there's a greater point about love and how it's not just when it is beautiful and easy, but also when it's ugly and sick and miserable. And even in those times, when i am, or she is, miserable and sick - living a life full of dead fish and influenza -- our love still grows. In fact I suspect it might grow more.
The message of this poem is not about the comparison of love to the sores or the fish gills, but instead to the moments of two lives being lived together through good and bad times, all whilst growing stronger and deeper and more true... and ultimately leading to slices of heaven that are beyond beauty and the understanding of those fickle souls who can not or do not see it through.
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- stephan
Tracey - I get it, I agree with and love the concept, but the delivery still skeeves me out. In fact, I even thought about it throughout the day today. And shuddered. Several times.
The images are too strong for the kind of "nuance" to which you refer.
White_Feather - Part of me agrees with Tracy, but the other part of me (once I got the joke), thinks it's actually pretty funny and strangely sweet. For whatever it's worth, when I read your work, your nuances ARE generally subtle, but sometimes your imagery is a sledgehammer. It's neat to see the two sides to that work together -- sort of in-your-face . . . and behind your back . . . at the same time.
Callooh - I'm losing my mind....
I thought I commented on this one, and now I can't remember what I said. Sheesh.... computer AND brain difficulties lately...
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