We will argue
you will argue with me I think
and list the ways they aren’t perfect.
“But,” I will say,
“they are a perfect blue
clear as the sky and sapphire waters
dazzling with deep-felt emotion
sparkling with unfettered thought
expressive of your peerless heart
and I love them.”
I will say I love your hair
you will argue with me I think
and tell me what a pain it is.
“But,” I will say,
“that unruly mane of rich chestnut
tinted and shot-through with pure sunlight
fly away banner in the wind
falling across your face in moments of stillness
proud and fierce and free
and I love it.”
I will say I love your smile
you will argue with me I think
and claim that I am daft.
“But,” I will say,
“your smile is infectious I cannot help but grin
it lights the room with joy
an eruption of bubbling mirth
nothing held back everything expressed
pure and true and real
and I love it.”
I will say I love your height
you will argue with me I think
and say it’s inconvenient.
“But,” I will say,
“we see each other eye to eye
immediate and real
each glance and word as equals
subtly unbalancing prescribed roles
every embrace a profound connection
and I love it.”
I will say I love your voice
you will argue with me I think
and say I’ve lost my mind.
“But,” I will say,
“in your voice there is no lie
though with words you may dissemble
in tones that speak of music
and honesty unbounded
I read your every thought in clarion decree
and I love it.”
you will argue with me I think
and assert your clumsiness.
“But,” I will say,
“there is such grace as yours in tall trees
and river-side reeds
long limbed and striding with purpose
every gesture and motion emphatic
indefinably tantalizingly you
and I love it.”
I will say I love your laugh
you will argue with me I think
and say you sound like a loon.
“But,” I will say,
“when you laugh you hold nothing back
always with and never at
rippling and shouting joy
celebrating every aspect of being alive
your whole body taken over by it
and I love it.”
I will say I love your beauty
you will argue with me I think
and point out all your flaws.
“But,” I will say,
“you have a beauty shining out from within
making glorious your countenance
a beauty of the soul and spirit
that paints vividly upon a face and form
already dear and lovely to me
and I love it.”
I will say I love your mind
you will argue with me I think
and say you’re nothing special.
“But,” I will say,
“no one else I know has such curiosity
every moment hungry to learn
whip smart and razor clear
always questing always seeking
everything a question a journey every answer
and I love it.”
I will say I love your heart
you will argue with me I think
and deny the astonishing strength within.
“But,” I will say,
“your heart is the greatest part of you
stronger than adamantine earth
more limitless than the stars
truer than all the promises ever made
kinder than every good deed ever done
and I love it.”
“And I love you.”
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