This Is How I Love

You appreciate my love,

but you do not understand it.

Well, darling, this is how I love:

I pour it in every cup of coffee that touches your lips.

It lingers in the scent of the freshly washed shirts

and leaves a mark on your cheek on your way out to work.

It’s in the bookshelves and the teapot;

it’s between the spaces of your finger when we’re not together.

Feel it in my hugs,

feel it in my stares,

feel it in my will to be a better person.

I love you in my own simple ways

and if you don't understand, then it's alright,

you don't have to.

You only have to feel it

because darling, this is how I love.



Photo by Remi Walle