I keep forgetting how wonderful you are
how luminous your eyes
how beautiful your jokes.
When I turn away
I cannot recall how exciting it is
to see you looking at me
and what that look can do.

Constantly, it seems,
I disregard how smart
how wise you are,
how much your arguments activate
and how your counsel so effortlessly redirects my course.

I do not take you seriously enough
because you are seriously amazing.
I don’t say it enough.
I don’t think it enough.
I don’t present my adoration enough
but I can still be thankful
that you’re here to remind me.