we met at a fire while my house was burning down all our friends were gathered ‘round
the flames were higher than all the dreams that I had found that now lay smouldering on the ground
and oh my God, I can’t believe my eyes
we talked about pirates as they sailed down the marsh while your dog stood by and barked
then suddenly silent so that the ninjas in the car couldn’t follow us too far
and I on my moped over the miles in the rain, frozen fingers, frozen face, coming over to your place
and when the door opened you had put the kettle on and the tea was getting warm and we slowly made it a home
oh my God, I can’t believe my eyes
this is much too good to be true
the way this all turned out so perfectly proves it was neither me nor you
painted with pictures of dreadlocks and roses (I had given up when I met you)
smiles and freckles and coffee and wine (but you picked me up and I bet you knew)
the hands of an artist that doodle on class notes (that my starting point was the ending)
and eyes that light up when they’re looking at mine (and I felt my trajectory bending too)
the sense of adventure that keeps you dynamic (through thicker storms we have weathered)
the way that you jump when you see pretty things (and we’ll weather more if we stay tethered to)
I’m thanking my God for my beautiful wife (something bigger than the storm descending)
‘cause you gave me new life and a reason to sing (and we’ll feel our trajectory bending too)
and I’ve never known anyone better than you
and I’ll never know anyone better than you
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