For Cindy, in consideration of our life together

Its not about age or the turning of the years.
There have been many sweet moments
Upon which to consider, to roll around in our fingers
And many of the other type, as well,
But the ultimate point is not
The days that have found themselves into ambered photographs
Or the oft-told stories recited around the Thanksgiving table
But, instead, just the briefest of moments, when I catch your eye
Tripping down the stairs at workday's ending
And that lightening flash of recognition
When the surest of smiles frames your face
And I wait for that moment
And the brief kiss that follows.

That is the sublimity of life and love and we two.