2005
This just goes to show how difficult you can be
That you would even ask me
Why I love you
How does one explain the how or why of love?
It just is
Like the sun in the sky
It simply is
Except that the sun’s existence never changes
And love…well..what can I say?
Love is a miracle…a mystery
People do crazy things for love
But back to why I love you..
Assuming that the things I love about you
Tie into why I love you as a whole person..
Do you see where I’m having trouble with this?
Okay here goes..
I’ll start with the exterior
(Shallow, I know)
And work my way in
Your smile
Your gentle, expressive eyes
Your strong, well-muscled arms
That make you look like you work out
Or do manual labor
Even though you don’t
Your beautiful hands
The skin on them thick on the palms
And butter-soft on the back
I like how the trails of veins show faintly through the skin
I love how you touch me with those hands!
Your long legs
Your “tall dark and handsome”-ness
Your boody
(hee hee)
The way you cuddle me so good like no one ever has
Wrapping your big, fine self all around me
Till I’m hot in more ways than one.
The androgyny of your “feminine” side
(The way you feel things)
Coupled with your masculine body
Your creativity as a lover
If I had to sum up sex with you in one sentence, it would be
Roll up your sleeves cuz we’re about to get dirty!
Your voice
So versatile
Alternately sexy, friendly, pensive, teasing, and fatherly
But always pleasantly, soothingly masculine
I love the way you talk to me in bed
You can be such a gentleman
It turns me on to think of you on the phone at work
Talking in a polite, business-like tone
Then turning around and talkin’ that shit to me in the bedroom
If people only knew!
The way you kiss me hungrily
Voraciously
The way you lay me down….
Whew!
The way you sigh contentedly in your sleep
When I cuddle up to you or rub your back
How you look when you’re deep in slumber
Peaceful, not a care in the world
Wish I could sleep like that
In a world of “macho” men
I love your sensitive heart
Which you sometimes try to hide
The way you cry just like I do when you are sad
Your boyish nature
How you display childish delight in simple things
That trick you do Where you kick your gum with the tip of your shoe
After you spit it from your mouth
Even though once I saw you miss…
How affectionate you are
The way you play with my hair
The fact that you love your mother And you are a good father to your little girl
Your old school gentlemanly ways
Your sarcastic humor
Your perpetual calmness
Yes, I admit that even your conservatism and opinionated-ness
Amuse me because they are so reliable
Your odd distaste for certain things
Like black nylons on women
Or that red shirt of mine that everyone else likes
Which you can’t stand
The way you get on your soapbox about things and then finish with,
“But that’s just my opinion. Who am I?”
The fact that you seem to consider yourself to be the ultimate fashion police.
“Gawd, why is she wearing that?! I mean, what’s wrong with people?!”
Your playfulness
Your ability to charm people
As well as be fascinated by watching them
The way I feel secure (and a little shy)
When we are out somewhere and you hold my hand
Just…you
There, I told you
You happy now?
I read the whole thing. And man oh man!! This sounds just like what an ex girlfriend with the same name as you has pretty much said to me at one time. Her Fascination with me is well understood. The reason why we didn't last is due to me not getting myself together. And now that i have, she's gone & married to someone else.
ReplyDeleteI read the whole thing. And man oh man!! This sounds just like what an ex girlfriend with the same name as you has pretty much said to me at one time. Her Fascination with me is well understood. The reason why we didn't last is due to me not getting myself together. And now that i have, she's gone & married to someone else.
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