ben

ben is currently, and has been for quite some time, the object of affection for both vicki and myself. this is a job he loves and takes pride in. but lately he's been asking more of us than our usual 'i love you ben'.
he's asked that we both write about how he loves us more
i bumped into him today in loot homewares and told him i'd been thinking over my essay and he explained it didnt need to be an essay, it could take any form, a sonnet perhaps.

so here is my contribution, not an essay or a sonnet, not a limerick, but a haiku

oh ben, he loves me
way more than he loves vicki
infinity, ha!

im not sure about punctuation in haiku but that will do for now