Everything About This I Adore Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Everything About This I Adore



Nothing more is it I adore,
With such a certainty would be...
Knowing my interests,
Is never placed at your backdoor...
To ignore to leave to dust.
And I am left to feel beset with insecurities.
As if your doing of this was to test my trust.

Nothing more can tease me to wish,
I had a bigger cup to fill...
If you are not of part of it.

I may have had many experiences,
With an adventuring done to do...
To several places of unique differences.
Long before my eyes gazed upon you.

I may have lived in diversed environments.
But nothing about what it was that I did,
Could ever bring to me this happiness you give.
With such anticipation that leaves me impatient.

Nothing more is it I adore,
Than knowing what we have...
Continues to be explored.

And everything about this,
Makes me love you even more...
Than before.
Each time I think of our walks along the shore.
And each time I think of our love and what it's for...
To last!
Regardless who has opinions.

And when we aren't together,
The first thing I miss...
Is holding you in my arms,
And kissing your lips I can't resist.
With a wanting to do this...
Each moment and second,
That seem to drag on like years.

And everything about this,
Makes me love you even more...
Than before.
And everything about this,
I adore.
And everything about this,
Makes me love you so much more...
That even I could not explain if I wished.

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