your hands know the way to morning coffee,
steam rising like our shared dreams do,
twenty years and still you hum that song,
the one you always loved so much;
I watch you through the kitchen doorway,
sunlight catching silver in your hair,
remembering when we were both so young,
thinking love was just the butterflies;
now i know it's in the way you fold,
my shirts next to yours in the same drawer,
how you save the last piece of chocolate,
always for me without asking why;
our anniversary comes with gentle warmth,
the same month we promised everything,
your laugh still catches me off guard,
like discovering gold in river sand;
today we will share the morning paper again,
like we have for all these years,
watching clouds drift by in silence,
knowing we already have it all;
