Day 22

Today's mood is the two of cups. I always sleep better next to you.

Today's poem is inspired by the mountain goats quote: "The most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway/ Is that it's you and that you are standing in the doorway"

Four Walls and a Ruf

And did you know I built this house up from the fertile earth?
And did you know when I laid every brick into the one below it I thought of the way
Your lips part just gently when you see something that makes you laugh?
And have you considered every curve in the doorway is a prefect compliment to your hips, your calves, your smile, your warped sense of humor
Everything in you curves like the grain of that dark oak wood
Or maybe cherry or ash or even sweeping brick and stone--
What do I know?
I know the sound if your laugh has carved deep groves into my memory.
I know that I will never tire of the way you say "Rum" instead of "Room"
"Ruf" instead of "Roof" "Pellow" instead of "Pillow"
Your rounded syllables sit in this doorway and I hear them resonate
In the very roots of this house and for a moment I want to call it home.