We Everyday Our Love
by Phil Turner

I mechanic her car
She Tide’s my T’s
I Monday her garbage
She Friday’s my cleaning
I divide her labor
She trims my toil.

She Bonnies my Clyde
I Adam her Eve
She cheeks my touch
I rhythm her dance
She buzzes my waking
I dream her sleep.

I young her years
She discos my decades
I friend her blog
She twitters my tweets
I pony her express
She feathers my flight.

She weaves my fingers
I arm her hug
She smiles my tears
I pillow her pain
She peppers my tonic
I tang her tart.

I pumpkin her muffins
She chickens my soup
I wine her friends
She beers my buddies
I coffee her morning
She juices my day.

She blues my sky
I sun her moon
She mosses my path
I soul her walk
She lyrics my song
I sing her life.

Painting, Afternoon Affair, by Jacqueline Osborn.