i see it in the bacon bits you make me

a salad arranged in vibrant colors

of the vegetables i most enjoy

the white pepper i cherish

dryer warmed towels hanging, awaiting

message on the fogged mirror

a note hidden in my coat

meet for lunch, love Juliet

awakening from a nap

the book closed and marked

placed next to me

sweet Italian cream for my coffee

the text that seems to appear when needed

always save me the green Starbursts

i could list them all

spend time just counting the ways

you always remind me

you love me

the reason why sometimes i pause 

in the days' confusion

to remember your last kiss

knowing there are more waiting for me

when the day is all said and done

but the most precious of all of these

is when i place my finger below your chin

raise your face up to mine

gaze into those whispering eyes

that is the i love you i not only hear

but more so i live for

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