Looking back at photos of our past–
Both of us dancing in our living room unabashedly,
Our hair as bright and colorful
As any dance floor lightshow–
How queer to juxtapose that moment
With the places we find ourselves today!
Now we both battle the progress of aging,
A steady march of grey and white soldiers–
We may concede some territory on our fleshly maps
But refute our society’s chronology stubbornly with our actions.
To muse upon the countless moments–
Which seem impossibly
To have spanned only a handful of seasons
Together in a Southern capital–
We now find unfolded into a commonality
Spanning more than two decades…
Do you see what worlds we have created, side by side?
You with whom I’ve been naked more often than many boyfriends,
Co-creator of dialectics (and belly laughs) too innumerable to conceive–
Confiding and advising in ways so effortless and time-worn…
We continue to change and evolve in parallel
From outcasts to overseers, seekers to spouses,
You remain a guiding star, a pillar,
Quinquagenarian Queen of Questing,
I revel in the honor of sharing
The delight of time’s passage
With your unique light
In my heavens.