from my inbox

Sure, mean old time and exhaustion, 

laze and drive, 

ebb and flow;

These wage war against love.

But what weapons we possess! 

Sass and serve,

Talk and touch,

Wrestle strong

toward love,

We together scrape away

Thirteen layers 

And marry. 

-B. James

(for 10 years I've been wooed by his beautiful words and he still knows just how to make his lady feel loved on a regular old Thursday.)