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Your Love

Your love is evergreen and gray and the darkest shade of blue

Your love is average country home, but with an extraordinary view
Your love is like the wind, ever moving me to and fro
Your love is also the sunshine, giving me my glow

Your love is not a romance novel, or an interrupted kiss
It is more like the words "I'm proud of you" coming from your lips
Your love is not always a rainbow, thought it is stunning
It is the rain and the rainbow, making me who I'm becoming

I wish that I could bottle your love and stick on a label
I wish I could express how real it is, that it's not a whimsical fable
Everyone seems to think they know how love should be
But your love shatters their dreams, as you show yourself to me

It's difficult to describe your love, even to myself
It's a never-ending sea of comfort, leaving me compelled
Why am I compelled? I am compelled to love you dearly
I never want to lose you, not at all, not nearly

I'm imaging the safest place, but I can't picture a place
Where I'm safest every day is inside your embrace
When you hug me, I feel things I've never felt before
I'm not speaking of butterflies, but a baffling comfort

Oh, if I could love you the perfect way you love your wife
Then you would have all the love in the world and a happy life 
IfI could do for you all the things you do for me daily
Then I could possibly be as kind as you. Maybe, just maybe

You love me with the homemade meals you make for me each day
You love me with your sound counsel when I'm not okay
You love me in the morning, when I'm noisy and in a rush
You love me late at night, when I need your constant touch

You love me when I'm crying over a broken box of cookies
You love me when I want to pick out the movie 
You love me when I;m grumpy, you even laugh at me
You love love me for who I was and who you're helping me be

I do not deserve your love, or the man that you are now
I want to love like you, but I don't know how
One day, I will learn to love you the way that you deserve
I'll spend my whole life pushing myself and learning to serve

Your love is like a mountain, majestic, yet tranquil
Your love is a rarity for which I'm always thankful
Your love is like a good meal, comforting with every taste
Your love is and always will be something I won't waste

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