It must have been a full moon;

last night Dianne typed (heart) u!

Can anyone believe that?

(my sudden fear) Is she ill?

Delirious with fever?

It might be something she ate.

We've only known each other

two years, three months and two weeks.

This outburst is so sudden!

On our first date she chased me

seventy five miles an hour

for thirty miles to Smithfield.

Brown eyes lively as we talked,

their sparkles threw lightning bolts

which my heart's catchers mitt caught. 

Her hand clutched mine to her cheek

in death grip, later moaning

as I kissed her face and neck.

Whether she knew it or not,

her actions had told me then. 

Maybe ( I dare not think this)

she will actually say

the honest to goodness

words after we're married ten

years and she realizes

"I Love You" won't transform her

into a pillar of salt.

Copyright ©2002 Daniel Grey Taylor