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Of all the words I’ve written - 
The truest ones were what I said to you - with every ‘I love you’ 

All the forgotten metaphors I’d toyed with 

To build a towering story - 

Or race the streets of nowhere - 

Never reached the heights of sitting next to you. 

Trekking the days of these ‘strange’ times together - 

As the outside feels like crumbling,

and we go on blossoming. 

In the silence of my pages - we’ve been building

A living, lifelong prose. 

The gentle aperture of beauty - 

That’s all at once, like striking lightening - and

Falling snow and - 

Crashing waves and - 

Vibrant pulse. 

Some days; all to tell and share - 

Others quiet by a book. 

Driving rarely near or far - 

But racing up the stairs. 

The music plays - 

The dinner sizzles - 

The movie whispers - 

The sun and moon forever shines.

The little notes stuck on our artful memories - 

For an indoors world (of three), where adventures fill the same ‘ole rooms - 

Still I follow you anew. 

Matching heartbeats by the ocean or our bed. 

And all the world feels at peace inside of me - and you. 

How we fall asleep laughing - 

And start the days - half hiding from the morning. 

With the rightest roses and holding hands - 

We yearn for one another.

While we plan ahead - and wish for summer. 

We'll do everything together - 

Creating joy by days - 

And now - I'll never stop my loving you. 

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