The Way You Loved Me

My Love,

There is something about you

      Something I've always known

           now seems new...

The way you hold me

      for no reason at all

The way you kiss me

      just for smiling

           or saying hello

The way you kiss my fingertips

just because they're in your grasp

       just because you can

All these things,

      so new, serene,

          so delicate,

               sublime.

I love the way we gaze

     into the fridge,

         together,

with the same elegance and romance

        as though it were a window

to the streets of Italy, Spain, or France

You've always pushed my hair aside,

        just so,

but my dear, now it fits so perfectly

       as snugly as your hand fits in mine

Our intimate, close dancing-

       all the pieces begin to fit.

That comfort we've always had

       now even stronger than before

My dear, I would ask:

     how did we not know it before?

But I tell you, we've always known

      though the time was never yet ready

           it was always something more...

The way you captured me,

      the photos you would take

Always had so much charm,

      elegance

           magic like none other

Now I see why -

It was always the way I looked at you

      the way you saw me

The princess you saw before you

      It was all in the way you loved me

© copyright by Michèle Aimée Lahaie, 2010