a good day consists of the poems you let me write
behind your ear
down your neck
between your legs

a good year keeps the letters I tore apart
behind your back
down the hatch
between the lines

a good life makes the books hard to write
behind the scenes
down the aisle  
between the promises

a life without him
means one with you

a good idea may be one without you
but a life without you
is not a life at all