That’s it.
I think.
No knight on an exhausted steed rushing to the rescue.
No benefactor pulling notes of worthless tender from fat pockets.
No, nothing like that.
No meaningless gestures.
No empty materialism.
Your touch, every time you pass me by.
You alternate your path just for that.
Silly dancing half naked on a sunny Saturday morning
Cajoling loudly to song.
Cuddled underneath thick blankets the dome of fairy lights
Painted above us by Night.
Autumn: hot chocolate in the garden
Before the last hours of work that day.
Storm battled adventures under canvas.
Bringing you coffee first thing every morning.
Cooking me birthday breakfast on the beach.
Swigging champagne from the bottle in a mountain hut.
A thick pair of gloves you knew I would need them.
Unexpected snowstorm we waited out with hot tea and chocolate.
Arms wrapping around each other tightly.
Holding hands while sleeping.
And so in Love
We safe one another every day.

If you do not know the Poetry Cove yet go have a nosy and join! I participated in the chap book writing month so have a lot of poems to share here but then the semester began, and I managed to slip a disc and things went a bit haywire for a while. Catching up and will schedule some more poems soon.
This one was a discussion we had after a love poem prompt that we found challenging. Here is my response to the inspiration by one of the participants.