Six...

There are six things about her that I love.

From her smile to her hugs

Or her prowess behind a stove

Or maybe even her fear of bugs.

That's only four, I know.

But what about her radiant glow?

Or the way she makes me feel

Like she can melt a heart of steel...

Here's six more things you may not see:

The love I know she feels for me;

The way her smile lights up the room;

The light floral scent of her perfume;

The way I smile when we talk;

How easily I can imagine our life together;

How she holds my hand when we walk;

And here's a bonus - how we also plan for forever.

On second thoughts, I don't think I can

Distill down all the things I love about her

In to six simple lines or a simple poem;

It'll be like summarising the etymology of the word Fleur.

But those were six stanzas that hopefully tell

The feelings I have for her well.

Because since she came into my life

I've never been happier to call her my wife.

Past Futures

What have I done to deserve you?

You who always thought you were right.

You who I saw right through.

Always at arm's length and within sight.

What have I done to deserve you?

The girl who was wrong for me.

The girl who made it hard to breathe.

Always wanting to leave, never setting me free.

What have I done to deserve you?

The one who would have been the last.

The one who claimed love, but was just a farce.

Now, an unpleasant memory in the past.

Empty walls and cold bare halls;

No love left to give; no hope left to live.

Or so it would have seemed, just then.

 When, along she comes, a divine gift to receive.

Where once was cold and empty,

Now joy springs eternal.

Where doubt once lingered and festered,

Now certainty seems all but a hurdle.

Now, what have I done to deserve you?

You who are the smile on my lips when I wake,

You who are the love of my life,

You who are now part of every breath I take.

The past, darling, that's where it'll stay.

Our future together, that's my privilege.

May we age together as a fine vintage,

And may we brave it all, come what may.

Her...

Her;

No love is truer;

No woman stronger;

No smile brighter;

 

No day happier;

No story sappier;

No heart purer;

All this, only when I’m with her.

 

Her Side...