bad things come in threes

“Three’s a hard number” she had always warned.

One two three

Had always seemed like a strength to me

The Musketeers

Bee Gees

Charlie’s Angels

And the Wise Men

One two three

After all this time I’m still number three

One two three four

The awaited she bore

A quartet of pairs

No odd one out

Unless you’re three

Her and me

One and three

The woman of waves and the latter rain’s pitter patter

Both to soothe

One sublime

Three melancholy

Do you remember when we were the majority?

One two three

The two odds making an even

The days when our twin irises swam like the storms we were

A sunbathed cheek against the opalescence of the moon

One two three

Sun star moon

Rising and falling as opposites

Always chasing after one another

Yearning for the other’s devotees

That one and three