To All Her Exes
The word ‘exes’, per se
Is somewhat misleading,
But this ‘exes’ buffet
Bears extra repeating.
To my excellent wife
And to all that she does.
She exuberates life
As an expert of love.
Our love’s worth explaining
Except the secret bits.
If that compels waning
Proceed to the exits.
We’re extremely in love
And exist as best friends.
She’s a beautiful dove
Who excites me no end.
We exchange sly glances
As if we lately met.
Expanding our chances
To extend our duet.
She excuses my faults
With sheer dedication,
And each day I exalt
In great exultation.
I’ll forever express
To the one I married.
That she’ll never be less
Than extraordinary.
So, to all the ‘exes’
That extol my dearest.
This fairest of sex, is
Exclusively nearest.
Entered 2/15/13
Copyright © David Fisher | Year Posted 2013
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