The other day my wife gave me some grief for showing her what I thought was a pretty cool wedding video. I watch these things and sometimes get a little ‘moist’ in the eye region. I guess that is a little pathetic, and I guess it confirms that I am a bit of an old romantic.
I saw this poem this morning and have to admit to a little moistness again, I thought it was amazing. I don’t know if it was the content, or the poet and his disorder, or a combination of the two. Have a look.
“But how can it be a mistake if I don’t have to wash my hands after I touch her”
Neil Hilborn is the poet and her started a Facebook page 21 hours ago and is approaching 10,000 likes at the time of writing this post.
So…did you get moist?