love grotto

i love your kisses
i love hearing my name from your mouth
i love tracing the veins in your forearms
i love the way i fit in your embrace
i love it when we lay in bed til 3
i love cooking for you
i love watching you leave to go to work
i love waiting for you at the door when you get home

i love you

i love wrestling with you over the remote
i love betting against you in poker
i love showing you off to my friends
i love it when we play outside
i love nursing you back to health
i love dragging you to places you dont wanna go
i love your forgiveness of me

i love you

i love buying you things
i love getting presents from you
i love hiding your shoes when i dont want you to leave
i love when u pull me back to you
i love the way your breath feels on my neck
i love it when u make me laugh when im mad
i love the way your eyes follow me as i leave the room
i love the way you need me

i love you

i live for the days when we play together
i sleep soundly knowing im in your arms
i rise knowing that you want me
i try because you care
i excel to make you proud
i push because you need it
i nag only when absolutely necessary
i cry and you catch the teardrops
i smile and you bathe in the sunshine

my successes are your coups
my losses are your heartbreak
my words are a remix of your thoughts
my thoughts are the spawn of your love

when lengthening shadows turn to dark and the footfalls of children fall silent
when the lights in houses extinguish one by one
we sneak off behind the rose garden
and through the enchanted forest
to a still and quiet grotto where reality has no bearing
reclining in the ivy leaves, sipping nectar from the tulip cups
my heart, my love, my sweet sweet passion
no action grows old, no token mundane
no phrase cliche, no gesture hackneyed, trite, or stale
love bleeds fresh in a babbling brook
my love for you goes on
my love for you multiplies infinitely in a widening gyre of time

i love you