Still True

(tho singed and lost within the smoke of recent fires)

I love you

I know I say it all the time,
(I love you)
but I do

I love your smile, and
the way your head tilts back
when you get self-conscious,
when you want my lips to drink your neck,
when you want my teeth sunk in your skin,
when you want my heart, my flesh, and then...

(I love you)
I love your eyes:
cinnamon stones sparkling amidst silken skin,
hanging flecks of perfection
singing to my poet's soul again and again and again...

I love your shyly-arrogant laugh:
full of knowledge, edged with pain
(I love you),
tainted with the uncertainty of your certainty
of your endless days

I love you

I love you for your brilliant mind
that you, nonetheless, restrain;
that you, from mistakes, disdain;
that you, come disheartened companions, refrain

I love you

I love you

I love you;
for your beauty is forever,
for your heart is ever pure,
for your love is as helpless as mine,
for your body always wants mine

I love you;
and it lasts
through time and space,
through trials and frustrations,
through foreverness and vulnerabilities...

I love you

I always have
I always do

And, oh, how I miss you...!

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