In a marriage of the heart
poet and reader bond.
A secret matrimonial oath
is taken.
It ties knot-like commitment
to express by writer
and be read at any time
as word landscape is presented.

Sometimes judgements fly
whereby reader can’t grasp poets vision.
Normal it is for growth.
Other times it’s like a honeymoon
where smiles and admiration flies,
Normal it is for evolution.

Today I
call to those who visit
and purpose you
join in union with me,
if even for a brief time.
Join
as we marry under a canopy of HP