Saint You

(I had started writing a new collection of poetry in 2020, just before COVID hit, to have been titled: "Moving On." I never finished it, and no longer have the desire to. Still, I wrote these and there's no reason not to share them.)

I almost married someone once

who is named after a saint.

Ironic now,

I'm marrying a man who is one.

Seriously,

how someone with a brain like yours

has any patience

for someone with a brain like mine

baffles me to no end.

Logic dictates

we should frustrate the hell

out of each other,

but we don't.

Whenever we encounter a problem,

we treat it like a dance.

We navigate through it carefully

And respectfully,

And keep ourselves level and focused.

Every problem makes us a stronger whole.