It's Valentine's Day - or at least, it was yesterday - so I thought I'd rejig one of my quirky love poems for just such an occasion. I like to think this one works for any gender or sexual orientation (if you exclude the line about 'period supplies' - I'm a little too tired now to provide a substitute) so feel free to share with your loved one.
Love [luhv] n. an intense
feeling of deep affection
You don’t have to say
those three little words
because I already know.
It’s there in the smell of breakfast
Before I open my eyes,
It’s in the rainy dog walks
And the period supplies.
It’s in my favourite movie
You can quote lines from by heart,
And it’s there in all the messages
We send when we’re apart.
It’s encouraging my dreams
And helping fight my fears,
It’s seeing ourselves together
Not tomorrow, but for years.
It’s trusting me to wax your legs,
It’s using my shampoo,
It’s not judging me for everything
That I might say or do.
It’s your last piece of cake,
It’s the ‘sorry’ after the fight,
And it’s staying up to see
That I got home alright.
It’s going out to dinner
When I can’t be asked to cook,
It’s there in unexpected hugs
And in every single look.
It’s knowing how to make me laugh
And stopping me from crying,
It’s liking what I like, or at least,
The promise that you’re trying.
It’s holding the umbrella,
It’s ‘saw this and thought of you’
Because love isn’t just what you say,
Love is what you do.
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