Poem: She Loves Me (She says)

She loves me, she says,
like my wish has been granted.
Stunned; I stand,
this was not in any of my
contingency plans.

Mind-blowing joy!
With mental reserve
the Mind's
"How could this be so
damn sweet?"

But it is.

And though I have
a bag full of fears
they seem as small as insects
when I look in her eyes
at last.