is it possible to fall in love with your love again?
there are times, when the sunlight falls through the window at a certain angle;
when his hand caresses a dog's ear, or a child's curls,
or rests on my knee - only for a second -
that the feelings rush to the surface, coloring my cheeks, and my breath sticks in my throat.
who knew, that after 20 years, my heart would still pause, and skip with delight?
It's not always like that - there are days when my teeth grind into each other and my eyes roll at every comment - but those days are scarce - sprinkled sparingly amongst the better days.