There is much to be said for mature love
Comfortable love, secure love.
Knowing with one look at your face your mood.
The conversations we have with only our eyes.
Ah, yes, My Love, some may yearn for the chase, the newness,
But not I.
I long only for your arms; to hear your heartbeat under my ear.
There is no shyness between us, no secrets.
You know my hearts greatest fears and hopes and I yours.
I know the real you, the one I love.
And you love me even with all my quirks and demands.
And that is what amazes me,
That you love me still.