A Song in Her Valley
When he saw her in heels
he said she’s the one so
he said his “I do,” never to
climb a different mountain.
That night he began
at her ankles, climbed
seams in her stockings,
moved over her hips
and circled her waist,
strolled up her spine and
stood on her shoulders,
took a deep breath and
rappelled to the smile
he saw on her breasts.
Many years later his life
is a song in her valley.