This one is still for you….who remains my musical junkie equal.
Who Knew
There are days
when we
will put on nothing but
Sonny Boy, The Wolf,
Mississippi John Hurt,
Muddy, Son House,
John Lee Hooker
and, of course,
Robert Johnson.
She will pick an album
then I will pick an album.
We will go through
breakfast, lunch
and dinner,
kissing in between,
laying in the grass
talking about clouds,
holding hands,
alternately putting
our heads into
each other’s lap.
In the background–
cotton fields, trains,
devils, jealous lovers
and broken hearts.
Who knew
the Blues
could make us
this happy?
–Todd Cirillo