True Love

He never ceases to amaze me with his patience. His humor makes my eyes squint. His intelligence makes my ears twitch. The love he shows me is true, deep, rich and alive, making my knees soft. I look around me wherever I am and something reminds me of him. The color blue. A crystal vase. A map. Paperclips, staples and tape. The color blue. A ribbon. A book on hiking trails. Notebook paper, flowers and a tin of maple syrup. The color blue. I close my eyes and designs of him float across and tickle my eyelids. His breath motions across my eyelashes to make my memories dart from beginning to middle to end. This love Is endless.