You... Poem by paul mumbuna

poem- With you.

it's not the food, it's the cooking with you...

Its knowing I'll end up eating with you...

its eating and knowing everything I eat will have some for you...

And when I cook...

it's the knowing that even if you don't have appetite you will have a spoon or two

It's watching crappy films knowing that's what you want to do And on the night I'm alone finding I want to watch them too..

It's not the spark when we first met it's the fire i have built in loving

you.

It's not the phone, its texting when I'm missing you.

It's not the books, it's the solving questions while sitting next to you.. And even though I'd get some wrong I enjoy sitting right next to you

It's not the walks, it's the talks when we head Congo way.. and I fall in love with the way you talk, laugh and look all over again.

I want to grow old knowing you can count on me... And in the times I helped you didn't need to thank me...

it's not about me, its hoping you know how much I love you... and that I want be here long enough to gather dust with you.

It's not the songs, it's how much I relate with the lyrics in 'loving you

Its not the dress it's what you make of it when you fit in it

It's not the cup it's the way you sip from it...

How you make me laugh, how I make you cry and you forgive me after...

It's how much I enjoy our non stop chater...

It's not the hugs, it's how I smile like you days after...

It's not the shirt, it's the fact that I came from you when you didn't have to...

And yes I don't have to, but I want to spoil you...

With a surprise or two and it's not a cost knowing I'm doing it for you....

Its writing poems knowing they're meant for you.