When I stop I notice your unwavering presence your persistence surprises me because I neglect you. Lovers don’t do that.
In my dreams you are there passing through my imagination like a genie yearning to gift me. Your stories teach me about your desire to interrupt my ordinary. I even remember a few of your tales and try to figure out what they mean for my dull self.
I know. You don’t like me discounting my self because when I do so I discount you my precious one and the awesome power of your love.
Inspire me today a day of needed and neglected work.
You are here my love in every fiber of my body every impulse of my mind.
I will dive into the river of your compassion and be refreshed by it.