here's to the journey

with belle

in the bath,

i study

the lines,

the smile,

mirrored in

my image.

there i am

that infamous explorer

drunk and wild,

riding the north star

into storms

and heavens

only adventurers

know.

my first mate beckons

from a sea of bubbles

and i know it's time

to travel downstairs,

downstream -

to find our port and name it

with pen.

goodnight my

sweet love

may the wind

always be at our backs and

the sunshine warm

upon our faces

now

until forever.