Not Made for Hallmark
We took a break,
fortunately, it was a time
when we could not stand each other.
Whirlwind romances
spun like dandelion puffs
in a thin, just barely breathable air.
I knew retrospectively
that she was three years younger than I
and I was five years younger
in puppy dog years.
When we met once more,
we argued over some bitter bones
we thought we had long buried.
After a prolonged snarling match
we had a cataclysmic coupling
that lasted to the following Sunday.
A priest blessed our union,
suggesting that from now on
we only contaminate each other -
and none other
with our dog-eat-dog love.
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