My Asparagus
I would walk barefoot Across oceans of broken glass
Through tangles of thorns
Across rooms filled with Legos.
I would stride proudly
Until my blood soaked the earth,
Even if the world turned on me
Or the dark tried to devour me
Not because I am a hero
Nor am I a masochist
It would be worth all the pain
If you were waiting with a smile
on the other side.
Then it would be worth everything.
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My wife and I met on an online dating site (gasp!). One of the reasons that she was drawn to my profile was that I wrote that I was looking for the peanut butter to my asparagus.
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