To love is a decision
to be renewed each day
but to really "be in love"
doesn't work that way

It takes no daily effort
when in your eyes I see
that sparkle of delight
reflected back at me

I realize that certain times
of stress and circumstance
cause the feelings to subside
and weaken our romance

but then a simple gesture,
a flower or the softest touch
reminds you that I love you
so very, very much

Then when you cuddle up
against me gently pressed
nestled on the sofa
head upon my chest

It fills my heart with gladness
and every feeling deep
until our love consumes us
and in perfect peace we sleep

Then when the morning finds us,
two things are surely true
The love you give so freely
Is just like mine for you

sitting here alone in a sappy mood tonight... steven