For Adrienne
Two ends hooked now
Each to the other,
Only gradually becomming aware that
The strand behind
Had always joined them
Somehow
Around eternity’s railings.
Apology: If even the (normally forbidding) velvet rope grumbles with such affection for you, how can I be blamed for enjoying your company so much? Every year the connection becomes a little more clear to me.
Very nice.
Question: When was it you made her that dragon in the cage?
It was when I lived back in Reading before we got married. IIRC it was during the one time you came to visit. Probably around 1999/2000.
Though the official story is that I didn’t make the dragon. I just bought the apple-shaped cage and some itinerant wu-jen at the mall gifted the dragon to me with the stipulation that it should be placed somewhere the little beasty could feed on the positive chi.
Yeah, you’re an okay guy yourself Peter. And when you’re at the end of your rope, I guess it looks like I’m the one who will be there.
Wow, that was so romantic, I think I passed out for a moment there. Nice.