The only storm I will endure is you,
Now throw my clothing out onto the streets;
Neighbors do often look the other way,
Their kindness warms my heart; You make it leak.
For comfort I should seek my lovers past
To dull my aching bones with Another’s kiss.
Swill wine, while your name scorned on our tongues,
But forced to endure her cross-eyed, bumbling wit.
Will I remember faults of yours possessed?
Highlight in your mouth that errant tooth?
Ponder why your legs are size mismatched;
Guffaw at how you limped your way through youth?
I’d rather bear your torrent tempest rails;
The faults you have seem small compared with whales.