Amicus Domesticus

We are resting talking
About our previous lives,
What worked best for us
And what we’d like to change.
She mentions the reason her
Prior marriage worked was
Cus’ she made income.
I turn and look her in the eye
Saying I beg your pardon,
What did you just say.
She looks at me and bursts
Out laughing replying she
Made most of their income
While he handled the house
And kids and domestic chores.
I reply, “Oh, I thought you had
A unique handle on domestic
Bliss making ends meet,”
She pretends to pound my arm
Closest to her but we embrace.
We are learning about each
Other and enjoying
Ourselves,
Even bad
Puns
And
Double entendres.
Amicus
Domesticus,
Domestic friends.