My Oxymoron Love

she wrote using only her left I learned to write using my right the dark took her heart to the night I lived in sun and bright of light she would say yes to caviar to me it just sounded bizarre she ate things that were too spicy to me it sounded too dicey she loved taking to the blue sky I hated going high and fly I was always just her one friend never a word about boyfriend true love thwarts logic, so in life in time, she became my dear wife