Dearest, Truest, Finest

by Monique Cummings
(Mclean, VA, USA)

I love the fact that there are no gaps between your teeth
And I love the wisdom that you speak

You can always make me grin
You always know when I’m speaking on a whim

I love your bouncing curly locks
I love our bond, tighter than knots

I love when you look for me everywhere
I love the way I laugh when you stare

You know me like the back of a book
I wonder how long that took

I love the time we spend with each other
I love the things we say to each other

I love our connection so pure and strong
I never feel lonely, even if you’re gone

Though you don’t speak in riddles, metaphors are your bread and butter
This one, I hope you can decipher

I love the fact that there are no gaps between your teeth
And I love the wisdom that you speak