My Husband 

 

I hear you moving in the kitchen lovingly making my meal

while I lay on the couch reading poems and you enjoy the rhythm of The Band on Alexa. 

I feel such love and adoration for those energetic meal making noises out there. 

You never question why; you just joyfully cut up onions,

Measure beans,

Slice up salad,

And I lay here dreaming of rainbows and books and artist dates 

And fall in love with you all over again.