Poetry
Alex Bäcker
2020
2 min readA poetic reflection on a shared life, listing cherished memories and travel adventures between two partners.
HaiAu
I love the way you dance. I love the way you smile. I love the way you think. I love the way you love.
I love the way you cook. I love the way you help. I love the way we travel. I love how much we love.
I love our synchronicity I love you with my kids I love you in the city I love you in the woods.
Your smile can light a room Our trips can light a life Ranchito that we planned The artwork amid the strife..
It’s always at first sight The pull of chem’s strong might Two bodies in the night Love’s always oh so right.
Rossini was the Czar Our meeting in my car My uncle Peta called Before Barcelona.
We stayed at La Malene We canoed in the Sun We bared our own two bums Carried you on my back.
We sailed, we raced the Bay Absorbed the Sun’s last ray We stood behind the wheel We ate fish from the reel.
We rode camels in Egypt Went into pyramids Navigated the Nile These facts bear no denial.
Engraved hieroglyphics In tombs that were quite somber We flew balloons over The Valley of the Kings.
We stayed in Scottish castles We chased phantom festivals We saw Omaha’s beach Nothing beyond our reach.
We saw through Van Gogh’s eyes Caves painted head to toe We rode our bicycles Pedalled along the Rhone.
We slept aboard a boat We traveled many a road Bought knives at Le Beau Volcano under the snow.
We drove along the coast We drove young guests away Madonna she was called A Virgin she was not.
Prague castle and white swans Curved bridges in Mostar Seven colored bright lamps Motor trip to Kotor.
And who’d forget Dubrovnik Visited with my bro Nik The boat trips to the caves Medieval feast rained in.
Your gifts are so thoughtful The stars that fateful day The names of all our trips