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I am coming up on 10 years married to my wife. I am still in love with her. I tried to express it here:

"Morning is Not Her Time" a portrait, for K.

Tiny white wrist tries to conceal giant freckled, speckled yawns—
though sleepy still, bright eyes blink electric brilliance.
Likes bubble baths and slippery secrets husked into an errant ear
dawdles with cinnamon-smile over coffee, croissants, and chrysanthemums.
High heels clicking quickly carry determined waves "Good Morning!", and though—
(morning is not her time)
it’s hard to tell where her blazing red hair ends and the sunrise begins.