newlywed

there's something about marriage
you can't quite explain to newlyweds.
so you let them learn on their own,
through the bad times and the good.

at first they aim to please,
as they desperately seek
to avoid confrontation
at every possible juncture.

but soon the dam breaks,
both figuratively and with tears,
fights and yelling ensue; scars form
that may take months to fully heal.

after a long while the wedding day
and subsequent honeymoon fade,
details become forgotten,
like the first words you ever said to them.

if that couple is one of the lucky ones,
then just when love feels humdrum,
something will come along to spark it,
even for just one night.

those are the moments
that define a marriage.
the squeeze of a hand
that says i love you.

i really, really want an apple,
but i've never, ever tasted one.
it's not that i'm not allowed,
and in fact i can't really say why.

i've licked one a few times,
just the right amount of exposure
to show me what i'm missing
and leave me crying for more.

day after day passes.
how come everyone
is eating apples but me?
and when will it be my turn?