but you
are so much more than
love letters
so much more than
holding hands down the street
so much more than waking up together
tangled in blankets and legs
and when my doubting mind goes mute
i know
you
are so much more
than
just love.
you are
everything and nothing embedded with the notion
you are exhilaration and exhaustion
and beauty and pain
but it all tastes so new
to me
because
of the way you
carry me.
darling
you are so much more than
love letters
but I will write to you
and remind you
of the lit wonders
of my chest.
