A Love Letter to my dear one.

[billy]

I'm sometimes heart-weary, exasperated
with human-kind. Which is why
I yell and flounce,
bounce harsh words
off the kitchen walls, and
'forget' to give you a morning kiss.

But, you know this. You know me.
Forty years my whipping boy.
The one who
drives away demons who crouch in the dark
amd crushes trouble-making imps
who masquerade as thoughts.

You're my hero, in the guise of Clark Kent,
who rescues me from choppy seas
to carry me spluttering to the sands,
who commands me - be still.

God was having a good day
when he pushed me to you
and you to me.
Two awkward people
Unversed, unrehearsed in love.
stumbling, blindfolded.
reaching out
till we felt God's nudge
and brushed against each other.
It brought so much
to me - to us.

exasperated feels like it would read better at the beginning of the 2nd line.
and an and spelled wrong.
It felt like it was personal to me. as though i was part of it. i was warm and carried time within it. the last few lines felt a little ott but that's just a me thing i think. i enjoyed it.

thanks for the read.