This Love Story
After fourteen years, I have learned
This love tells a different story
The rhapsody of wrinkled sheets
I share with you
The eternity of your snoring
I can no longer sleep without
Your fathomless reservoir
Of lame jokes I still laugh at
I would even miss the annoyance
Of your declarations on how other people should drive
I'm sure this love
Looks quietus, looks dull
Unworthy of song or scribe
But this unremarkable, everyday,
bill-paying, grocery-shopping, house-cleaning,
alarm-clock morning, lawn-mowing, dog-washing,
dinner-making, car-maintaining, laundry-folding love
Is what fills my heart, and makes me whole.
3/18/2018
Copyright © Michelle Faulkner | Year Posted 2018
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