Instructions

Sitting on our dining room floor
Assembling a cheap dresser
With inadequate instructions
You laugh and say, “Babe,
I’m not doing feelings right now –
I’m doing power tools.”

I think, “I want to remember this moment
When I am dying.”
Because I have never been more in love
Than I am here, in this tiny apartment
Watching you build our life
With your capable hands.

Beloved, folding your laundry is poetry.
Holding your hand is a prayer.
These mundane moments
Bring me ecstasy –
Not because they are exhilarating,
But because they are ours –

They make me think the entire Universe
Has always been conspiring in our favor.

Godde knows I have enough feelings
For the both of us.
I know that not every moment
Needs to be a song,
But I can’t help it –

I never thought I’d get to hear this symphony
Even though I’ve been humming the tune
Since the day I was born

And will
Until the day I die
Smiling as I remember
The life we built
Out of laughter
And inadequate instructions.

Sitting on our dining room floor Assembling a cheap dresser With inadequate instructions You laugh and say, _Babe, I'm not doing feelings right now - I'm doing power tools._ I think, _I want to remember this moment

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