You sit on the loo
& wee
happily
humming
to your self
absored
eyes closed,
I pass through
looking for my misplaced aftershave.
I dropp to one knee
(as is the custom) .
'I love you!
...will you marry me? '
You stop
in mid-flow
eyes open suddenly wide
'Oui...oh...Oui! '
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/oui-oh-oui-for-frieda-rose/
