I love

It’s almost St. Valentine’s Day.

Here are the first, third, and seventh stanzas from I love:

this man

fun

kind

maddening

loyal

he’ll love me when my face

is decrepit paint

 

I love this man loves me when I am a bad weather morning

when I am more than just rain

I am lightning           thunder          deluge            mudslide

I am a hurrirain

I love he rolls his eyes when I make up words

 

he makes me want more

secrets

a sleepover nightcap

tomorrow morning breakfast pajamas on the patio

I brush against beauty each time we pass in the kitchen

 

© 10 January 2021

Cindy B. Stevens

 

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