100 or so poems about You

I'ts 1:52 am. -

Your dimples are making me
dizzy with love,
my glasses are heavy
upon my nose
and I feel the need
to sleep-

But not until I capture the moment
of our silent and sinful sanity.

I think you have no idea
I'm writing about your smile- again

for the hundredth time or so...

But you know, and yet you allow me tap away
on this keyboard-

Because writing is my peaceful
meditation before slumber, under the moon in our castle.

Dammit man your smile gets to me,
after five years of marriage I still melt
when you smile at me, as if you don't know
I'm writing about you again,

for the hundredth time or so...