Two years ago reported I, my esteemed other was leaving for uncharted territories, never to return maybe. Woe was I for long time it was. But come today I with news good. Other half home returns for Christmas with Christmas presents. Overjoyed. I’m clapping my hands together in fashion thus. Clap Clap Clap. Just three but in groups of three repeated three times. My half is back.
You know, for two years past, I have my left half been missing. Oh, washing was easier but cooking harder. Also company tough to keep, for ugly was my feet… foot. Today, we drink bud light in front of fire alight. We will join together and recount old times when skipping ropes were occurrence daily. Oh, rose red cheek, a half crescent smile, away will go for a night, a while. Joined we are whole, counting to ten on our fingers and ten on our toes.
Rub our head and pat our stomach, dance the dance of two lovers humming all the while, a song to remember. The first song we shared together. It goes da da da, da di du. Repeated until asleep we will be, as one person would sleep, in position foetal. But in my shadow, a tryst I see, it separating before me. We remain together for but only a night for in the morning my half takes flight. To more territories uncharted, but charted they will be by my half who will see animals unheard, seen by no eye other than he.