i wake to the sun shining, just to me, or so it seems,
reflecting how i love you this much, that much,
but i don't need that heat to remind me because
i know, i know, oh i know. and though sometimes i forget
and sunbeams will warm my fingers to make
me remember that i should not missrecollect
(i tend to). because i am so used to feeling
this, it's hard to always remember to be aware
that i love you when it is like breathing to me,
but then i wake to a sunny autumn daybreak
and the love i feel for you meets me like
the ocean meets with rivers and it hits me
headlong and with a splendid fury so that i forget
to press enter and in fact, this poem ends up being
one very, very, very long sentence and i come back
and press enter at inappropriate intervals, warbling
i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you
and when i have entered many times,
so that this piece will look more like a poem,
i am still not out of loving breath.
.
this then is how i love you today
when the sun, in love, reminded me that i do
and that i should not forget to remember that
