A Comet Kind of Love
Images by Christine Stoddard
Modeled by Jeanne Joe Perrone & John Cappello
Shot in New York City in January 2015
one of those famous comets
that sear the sky once
By then, I'll know
what to do
when love streaks across my gaze,
blazing, bright, and perhaps blue:
I’ll scrunch love’s hair,
and punch love's arm
And kiss love's nose,
grab love's hand,
when I slip on love's welcome mat.
I’ll even make love coffee, decaf for love,
extra espresso for this morning grouch.
With my favorite boots
and won't even spray perfume.
I’ll point to love when I speak
To a complete
And say, “See that one?
Yeah, I'm wearing love's shirt right now.”
I’ll keep love warm
When winter brings us the cold shudders
with extra bourbon and tea
when love feels lonely.
And spritz love with a hose
When summer’s heat
Forces its tongue down our throats.
I’ll laugh when love and I sing off key.
La de da, da da le?
And I’ll say yes when love asks me to stay, and
I’ll tell love see you later when love tells me
it's time to leave.
So, dear sky,
When a comet comes blazing,
So will I.
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