Some Anniversary

Ben Seanor


You are born and it is a wedding
to the world. Welcome 
groom or bride, all this full air. 
Someone slaps your back—
You open your mouth
and there is no cake;
you have to wait. Someone rests 
your head on their shoulder,
dances you around, and music 
exists. Everything present
and unbelievably  
real. Someone hides 
their eyes and then 
unhides them.
Which is I love you.
Which is in each moment
how your betrothed expands,
but on the inside
of you. There's no reference
for this feeling but this feeling.
It's fantastic. You put
a penny in, and then later,
you get to take the penny out.