Your doing dishes right now and I am watching you,
you make tedious tasks seem so simple and fun.
You make time slow and all other things become
secondary to me, all I care about is watching you
and memorizing your movements. This is what love is,
the undivided attention to detail as I watch your fingers try
to get a hold on the smooth and slippery porcelain.
The look of awe on my face as I watch you load a dishwasher
and clean dishes. I am okay with this kind of love.
