Our Love

Our love is aged like fine wine Like comfortable slippers you keep It warms the toes on cold winter nights Fits snuggly the shape of your feet He voices my thoughts before I speak Two become one in every sense Our love is kind and sometimes patient Each day we value the passing hours Allowing each other required space I’d hate to wake up and not see his face We often overlook each others shortcomings Building up one home and the love we share