To be loved by you

Some people are magnetic, they attract us to their light but once in a while life gifts the world an anomaly of a love like yours. For being loved by you is to know what love is and to know that I am loved.

Love is your smile when we see each other and again when you hold me. Love is you and the everything you do. Sometimes I lack the words to say I love you, but I do. I love your drive to get things done; and the time you spend for our son; the packages of love you send to friends; and your care in the fine feasts you prepare; I love when you lean on me to watch TV; and the surprise cups of chocolate tea. But most of all, I love the magic of your light, for it burns so bright it warms the night.