Real love (this is not a Valentine's day poem)

Real love isn't a Valentine's poem 

It's a tiny xo on the end of a shopping list 

Real love isn't a dozen scented red roses it's the scent of a good home cooked meal wafting through the air 

It isn't sexy lingerie and steamy nights

Its falling asleep in each others arms on the couch

It isn't spontaneous picnics in picturesque places 

It's photos and bills tacked to the fridge.

It's not surprise trinkets and gifts 

It's that quick check in and adhoc appreciation

It's not lingering kisses walking out the door,

It's that knowing look in each others eyes.

 

But it all sure helps! 

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In 2020

In 2020 true love doesn't seem to exist. Love is (in my humble view) just being together..... What's a diamond necklace to a soulful blank look 


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