Oh goodness,
I was so tempted to turn this into 2 love letters a day yesterday... I'm totally overwhelmed with words and images, different ways that I see and feel and want to express my love for you. You know I love poetry, and I've definitely been reading more lately because of you. Every word I read speaks of you. Poems about birds, about the sun, about the forest, about cats, about salt, about running, about being young, about being old. Poems about sunshine, rain, stars, sadness, chairs, houses, panthers, rivers, mountains. Poems about love and happiness, and poems about loneliness and sorrow. It's only further proof that my whole world points to you, since every word I read describes one facet of your amazing beauty or way of being, or it speaks to one of the thousands of ways I love you. I am not much of a poet, but I hope that all the different ways I look at you, all the different ways I touch you, kiss you, hold you, and say your name can maybe begin to touch on the ever-unfolding infinity that is my love for you. That sounds like a bit of exaggeration "ever-unfolding infinity", but really it's something simple, but somehow every day, every angle reveals something new. Every morning I am different, and you are different. I get the joy of finding a new love, like a present left under my pillow (and the fact that it's always there is a little miracle in and of itself). I love rediscovering my love for you, falling in love every day and every minute.
Yours Truly
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