I love
the tenderness
that is you.
Your early morning
slow fuzziness,
awakening and
not quite ready
to seize the day.
I love the paradox
of your exuberant, almost
blustery gambler.
The chattiness of your
nerd as he
talks to his
favourite friend, me.
I love that
I know that I
can
protect you,
yet yours is
the solace I seek.
Your care
the blanket
that
staves off
the chill of
everyday living.
You are
indeed
so
much more
than I
had hoped,
and even
longed for,
and today,
I’d like you
to know
exactly
that.
~Lu
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