Celebrated Love

Like gentle waves of sunlight over peaceful waters comes the brightness of his smile as I reach to hold him close after an eternity of a day without him. He makes me smile just showing up.

The dance in his eyes starts a song in my heart and I sway. He releases my hand to walk through the room, but I hold on to walk with him. There’s…that…smile. Only to watch the strength of his frame do I let go as he guides his coat to its place.

I position myself at his side to feel the hum of his body like a fine-tuned engine. The rumble of his voice flutters my heart and divides my focus between what he tells of his day and what I see as he speaks.

Simple pleasures are rich with him in my world. I frequent memory lane to visit where we traveled on our courtship journey. The restaurant of our first meal. Private concerts of his favorite songs delivering his message to my heart. A friendly game of Scrabble with a tie-breaker yet to be announced.

Time has not curbed my excitement at the thought of him. I yet squeal like a school girl when I see him. His laughter is a love song I play over and over again when he goes away.