Patience

I love you.
I love your patience and understanding.
I love the freedoms you give me and the few demands you imply.
I love the taste of your skin and the flavor of your personality.
I love the way you move, like a cat with death AND sex on it's mind.
I love how you willingly bear my career and I love how you do it willingly even though we're not married.
I love you and I wish I could collect every tear you have ever cried
and every footstep you have ever taken
... that is how precious you are to me