you and i
took too long to find each other.
finally we came out of our books and got together
in explosive laughter,
taking out most people around us,
BANG.
we strut, we flaunt, we have picnics and parties by the dozen and
we know all about lipstick and made a pact
to be a force of personality.
keep strutting, forever,
'cause only you could rock those leopard heels.
i know some days you can't get the dishes done,
and some weeks you only talk to your cats
but every time you pull yourself up
paint your face like a queen,
and get back out the door.
all your dresses are improbable,
made mostly of zippers and spandex and hope,
and your voice has gotten louder as you've gotten older.
tigress-like, you defend yourself -
so growl and roar, love.
you earned it.















