the book lies open in your lap
as I bend over you
to rub my nose, my lips
against the stubble on your cheek
needing to feel you physically
and express my love for all that you are
how many times each day
do I think in my head
“god I love this man”
which is as it should be
all of you is what anchors me
and heals me from all that has come before
How I love this poem as it expresses my love for my late husband.
What a wonderful compliment! Thank you!
You are so welcome!!