At times I’m asked to explain how it is that I’ve been married for so long,

As I think it through I realize how often I’ve said in her arms only I belong,

I was born as her protector and her reactor when energy’s use was due,

Although fractured truth come forth a solid response I couldn’t construe,

Through her eyes I’ve seen the cutest things a man could possibly see,

It had to be seen by the eyes of a beautiful soul to be translated properly,

Through her eyes I was awakened to the delight and joy of a child at play,

It’s hard to believe an awakening was needed when I saw such every day,

“Devoted attachment” is from an iTunes dictionary I no longer speak of,

Such descriptions of loving another are such poor explanations of love,

I dream of Patti every night and see her in numerous manifestations of life,

Unknown to her I am in spirit affixed to her and so grateful she’s my wife,

The words “devoted attachment” are so minuscule to describe loving her,

A poem filled with words of love cannot capture what our love has to offer,

There is no inner strength to current words of love when used as description,

One day new words of description will describe my love for her to perfection.

The end.

For Patti, from Pat 05/29/2018