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—
congratulations!
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.