Ireland's OWN Myths & Magic

We Understand Each Other
—by Míchealín Daugherty

I made love to you tonight
god, it was like some celestial heaven
we went blind simultaneously
to the Summerland
literally quivering in sparkles of faerie dust

I came back to your eyes watching me
loving the way I nearly blacked out
You were holding your head up with your hand,
staring at me...
You were almost not real, because
You are my Muse

My eyes filled with tears at the beauty of you
The room smelled of sex, and magnolias,
Water lilies and gardenia,
A mingling of Us

I lay in your arms and let my hot tears
Blend with your sweat
You said, "Life is fucked, but
There is us...and we
Understand each other."

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