Labor of Love

Poem

Whatever I did
I didn’t do to impress.
It was me being
what you gave to me.

The science to what we achieved
changed our culture.
Nourished by what believed
To be a firm structure.

We have a truly delicious romance
That can only energize our life.
Everyday we discover, a new stance.
Exclusively to each other’s simple presence.

There’s nothing we can accomplish alone.
Everything we’ve attempted, balanced.
Reassuring out prefect blend together.
The secret that keeps us leveled,
shakes off past storms.

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photograph by Charlie Foster

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