When I meet my wife, I will be in the zone
Running naked without fear through
words, they’ll flow, allowing her to be
just what she is
When I meet my wife, no words will be needed
and she will move like a Goddess,
even as she may create no motion
And with no motion at all, she will move me
On a dance floor, in a bookstore, outdoors, under
stars, in a bedroom
It will all be the same,
when we play our little game
And how I wonder what my wife is doing
Right this minute, at this point, now, as
I write, and she has not yet
met the match of her life
And how I wonder, now
Is she fulfilled with her games, in
bed with a friend, on the phone all alone
As I work myself into that zone
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