Becoming Us

I like the way you make me laugh.

But love the silliness we share.

I like the twinkle in your eyes.

But love the mischievous grin that accompanies it.

I like the way you nonchalantly flex your biceps.

But I love that it is really for me.

I like the sparkle of your few grey hairs when they catch the light.

But love the way you deny having any.

I like the heat of your body when you're close to me.

But love the way you tease me without even being aware.

I like the way you smile when you see me.

But love the way I grin foolishly whenever I think of you.

But best of all, I love the way we are slowing becoming us.