On the fondest love I have yet known

I didn’t fall in love with

her body. No, I

made love to that, but

I didn’t fall in love with it,

or with her jokes,

or our similarities,

or her pets,

or her favorite songs.

those were all well and good, but

they didn’t do to

enrapture my soul.

In truth,

I think I fell in love

with the way  she fell for me;

the glow in her eyes

when she looked into mine, and

the smile she wore

in my presence.

Drunk off the sensation of

being loved; I

came to adore the

simple beauty

of being adored

in return.

Annemarie Gregory

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