Rational Love

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It's not just love
And it's not just romance
It's not a line of beautiful words holding hands on my notebook page
And yet it's more poetic than the creation of the world
It's not infatuation
Where I'm blinded to the world around me

When I fell in love with you, you took the bed mask off my face
And I woke up for the first time
I want to put your name in every poem that I write
And I will Noah
This is something amazing because I can look even God in the eye
And say you can't love me as earthly as he can

And even when I'm laying on my back
And staring at the ceiling

Which is what I really do when I feel my world cracking like an egg

And my hope seeping out like a broken yolk
Every pick axe tapping on the atmosphere of my sanity has a name
But it's never Noah

And I drool when I sleep
Which embarrasses me but I'd rather have
A wet chin when we wake up in the middle of the night
And blush pink cheeks into the night
Then wake up sweatless and unembarrassed
With spaciously spread limbs that trespass onto your side of the bed

I know I fuss and roll my eyes
When you tell me hungry after I just cleaned the kitchen
But everyday of my life I would clean the whole house twice
If it meant that I could lay my head on your full stomach
While we watch cooking shows in the middle of the day
And ignore the fact that the sun is shining and the wind is blowing cool

You're always thirstiest when we're running late
And I have my shoes on and your keys in my hand
It's always then when you fill up your glass
But I'd rather be late to my own wedding
Than have you be thirsty Noah
And I'd give you every drop of water in my body to keep you happy

When we ate ribs on the Fourth of July
And you told me you loved me

As you wiped my face with your dirty napkin
That started as my napkin
And my sister and my mom sat next to you on our red deck
Your hair was too long that day

Your car is very noisy so I'm sorry if I yell
But I was reminded while we were driving to your house from mine
That sitting in the driver seat is the love of my life
And I had to say it, right now
With your broken muffler competing for your attention
I love you Noah

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