It’s not just your dimples that

only show up when you smile.

It’s not just the glint in your eyes that 

shimmer when you laugh.

It’s not just the slender spindles

of your fingers as they tap my eyelids.

It’s the warmth of your embrace.

It’s the kindness of your voice.

It’s the serenity you bring,

each day you call me yours.

You’re more alluring

than a thousand sunsets.

Your magnificence eclipses

the tallest summits.

It’s the carefree dance of childhood,

in a puddle after it rains.

It’s the double rainbow that

appears after  a quiet storm.

It’s the first bloom of flowers that

usher in a new spring season.

It’s the drive on a mountain road

shrouded in the colors of fall.

It’s frozen popsicles on a summer day.

It’s hot chocolate by a winter fire.

It’s cold ice cream on a delicious warm pie.

And darling,

each day, and every day,

I feel honored,

to bask in your splendor.