"My heart rate doubles with the anticipation
of being in our present combination...
...The Love that I feel,
is most certainly ideal.
with an intimate courage,
of an everlasting marriage."
Isnʻt that sweet? I mean, seriously...wouldnʻt you have said "real" instead of "ideal", too? His craftiness blows me away sometimes! Sure, "intimate courage" sounds wonky, but if you let that one simmer for a minute, it starts to feel darn near profound.
I should make a point to mention here that I used to write my husband poetry often, especially when we were dating. However, I made the mistake of completely blowing his socks off with the very first one. I set the bar too high and I have no idea what it is that he likes so much about that particular poem. Nothing since has been met with a comparable level of enthusiasm and it kind of kills my creative drive. I do, however, write him letters, which he enjoys. Far less artsy-fartsy than poetry, but still a nice surprise.