A Poem for Her.

I am just lying in bed

watching you brush your teeth.

You occasionally look back

and catch me staring.

How can I not?

You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, even when you’re just brushing your teeth.

Sometimes..

right after I kiss you

I look into your eyes

and I swear I can see your heart in them.

I’ve heard more metaphors for love

than I could possibly remember,

but no metaphor really paints the picture

of how much I love you.

I’ve heard more love songs

than I could ever sing to you,

but no lyrics could really say the words

that I am looking for.

I’m just sitting in Starbucks,

waiting for you to get here

while I write this poem.

You’re the best thing to wait for.

Better than Christmas presents or Thanksgiving turkey.

So I am going to sit here and wait,

ready to smile when I see you walk through the door.

One comment

  1. Eric · December 14

    I know the feeling! And wonder of wonders, she married me!

    Liked by 1 person

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