An island in a Norwegian fjord,
On which we built a home we could afford,
A simple building with bags of charm,
Designed to seduce you, and yes, disarm.
Our safe haven, no matter where we roam,
Our slice of heaven, our gorgeous home.
Where do I end and where do you start?
We’re joined at the head and joined at the heart.
We wake in the night and talk through ideas,
Of our hopes and intentions, our worries and fears.
We might madden each other, but never for long,
Because the love that we share is so constant and strong.
There is just one puzzle, one minor regret,
Why did we experience misery before we finally met?
I guess there’s an answer, we needed those lows,
To discover our passion, a mutual love that just grows.
Where do you end, and where do I start?
We are one perfect package with one beating heart.
Photo: Anna Kunst
The story goes that…
I returned from finding food for my mate…
and found her dead.
The serpent had killed her,
And our unborn babies,
He’d eaten all our eggs,
So I attacked the snake.
Even though I know I am doomed.
The god’s daughters take pity on me.
One gives us back, my wife and I,
The gift of life,
One made us beautiful, to celebrate my bravery,
Loyalty and love,
The third had eyes put in my tail feathers,
That I may see every inch,
Of this beautiful world.
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