I’m still perplexed,
in awe, really,
that you would long for me so.
That after all my failings,
you would still wish,
more than anything,
for my time and attention to be yours.
All yours.
Now, as my smooth places are not as sleek,
and my buttery, soft skin, not as supple…
Now, when pretty flirtations don’t light up my dark brown eyes,
How is it that that you still pursue me with such desire?
How is it that I can often be satisfied to find your naked toes in the sheets,
but that you always burn to find every inch of me.
You.
You prefer our place under the covers to any high place on earth.
You would clear away any obstacle just to whisper to me quietly.
You.
How you work tirelessly to meet my every need.
How, for all these years, you will deny yourself anything,
to be sure that I have everything.
How you sweat, and fix, and conquer, for the small favor of my high regard.
How can the world send young women to chase after sleek imitations,
with hair and whiskers disarranged just sexily so,
When there’s you?
Girls chasing dreams of fictitious enigmas, which they compare to the bleak, unfulfilling every day.
The bleak, wondrous love I enjoy
every day.
You.
Are there more like you?
You, in the end,
When all the rugged chase is over.
You are my dream come true.
With all your faults and shortcomings, pressed closely against all my finally revealed self…
You.
The faithful warmer in my bed.
You.
The one who has never left my side.
You.
The one who knows just how to lay, so I can wrap my arm around to tuck my hand just so.
You, my dream come true.
The one who loves me,
one step down from God.
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Photo credit: Days Gone By
So sweet!
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Thank you… so true!!
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You’re welcome 🙂
Hey i hope you don’t mind but i’d like to invite you to my blog at http://www.insanitybeautiful.wordpress.com
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Thank you, I would love to visit 🙂
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beautifully written!
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Thank you…
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Wow. Awed again. You nailed this one, Catherine.
Thanks for being vulnerable and casting a lovely light on married love.
~ P
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Thank you, my friend… ❤
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Brought tears to my eyes, both for its elegant and yet simple language that appeals to my love of words and for its profound portrayal of this married life I have just embarked on. Thanks!
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Thank you, Jason… may you be blessed to give love in such a way that your wife is enthralled by your heart all the days of her life ❤
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made me cry. 🙂
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The highest compliment ❤
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If I had any skill in writing poetry I could’ve written this about my husband. You captured everything on my heart. Beautiful!
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Thank you so much for your deeply encouraging comment. Isn’t that what we strive to do, as writers, to be so vulnerable and succinct that we tie into a collective heartbeat? Or so correct and so tapped-in that we connect with others through collective truths? Thank you!
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wow! what a beautiful poem, I am in awe!
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Thank you so much. I’m encouraged! ❤
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Beautiful
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Thank you ❤
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