All That We Are…

I’m gas receipts crumbled in the cup holders

You’re a Gatorade rolling on the floorboards

I’m the fierce tapping of an overworked keyboard

You’re the clatter of dice upon the dining table

I’m dry humor you chuckle to

You’re the pun master I groan at

I’m the motivation at 8:30am

You’re the snooze button slammed a dozen times

I’m a week-long road trip

You’re a stay-cation in bed

I’m a majestic wolf howling to the sky

You’re a stealthy panther creeping through the forest

I’m the hour it takes to get ready

You’re the cowlick left untamed throughout the day

I’m earth tones and cotton

You’re Hawaiian shirts and cargo pants

I’m the connoisseur of history

You’re the walking calculator

I’m the air-conditioned office

You’re the hot, dusty jobsite

I’m the insomnia until the work is done

You’re the nap at two in the afternoon

I’m the medium-rare steak and potatoes

You’re the dollar menu drive-thru

I’m the folded clothes within a day or two after laundry

You’re the basket of clothes that have been clean for three months

I’m one cup of coffee stretched throughout the day

You’re two Monsters in one night

I’m the pajamas you change into after a long day

You’re the quiet I want to come home to

I’m “we have to plan this”

You’re “let’s just wing it”

I’m the moonlight over a field of snow

You’re the warm sun sparkling on white beaches

We’re long talks in the bathroom at midnight

We’re the receptors of vibes and energies

We’re the “five more minutes” under the warm covers

We’re the rock song blaring down the highway at sunset

We’re the dreamers and creators of the impossible

We’re the stack of books on the nightstands that might never get read

We’re the fiery temper when communication isn’t working

We’re the “I love you” and “I miss you” several times a day

We’re the stable ground, the home base, the safe place

We’re the puzzle pieces you think won’t fit, but we connect perfectly