Having My Favorite Way With You...

when I reminisce about

our Yesterdays

the recollections that stand out

above all the rest

as the most important

the remembrances that call to me

louder than all the others

to retain my attention again

and again

the memories that are painted

in the most vivid colors

to recall my mind's eye

repeatedly

and inexorably

are always of those times

when I've made you

Laugh

like that

just like that

the laugh I love the most

where it seems to almost

burst out of you

as if you couldn't hold it in

even if you'd wanted to

where your eyes crinkle up

the way they do when you're about

to cry

and your blood rushes to your face

rushes to greet me

and you become my favorite

shade of pink

just like that

you're at your most beautiful

how many times now

have I made you

lose control

this way?

made your body rebel

against your will

made you shake

in uncontrollable

ecstasy

that left you sore

and gasping for breath?

Not nearly enough

for of all the ways

I can please you

pleasure you

for of the whole range of choices

I have at my disposal

to make you shudder

in uncontainable joy

there is not one that returns to me

half as much delight

nor conveys half as much

of my desire

nor expresses half as much

of my love

as does the Gift

of getting to hear you laugh

at me

until you are entirely

spent