I like you in the morning, your eyelids still heavy with the innocence Of sleep The sunrise still soft on our skin s
I like you at noon, in the heat of day Pronouncing German, invoking laughter. What I would give to stand with you, The sun warm on our faces, our hearts In some lost and faraway place If only to quench our Siamese wanderlust
I like you in the evening, Your strong arms around me Watching HGTV; Or when you play me sweet melodies, (that violoncello will steal my heart)
And yet,
I like you best at night when you dream aloud- Hands searching- Breath quickening- Skin touching- Words failing- One becoming-
You are most wonderful at your most vulnerable, Most pure