How could I love thee?

How could I love thee?

When you’d smack your lips
as you ate apple pie
When you’d snore through the night
’til the sun rose in the sky
When you’d drum your fingers
or bite your nails
When you’d order extra onions
or drive past yard sales

But I knew I loved you
because you’d smile at my bad jokes
apologize with flowers
and hold me under the umbrella
during April showers

And as our sundial decays to rust
our garden blooms with well earned trust

(Another Valentine’s Day poem, this one written with my friends at Charles House.)

About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry lovers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
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26 Responses to How could I love thee?

  1. trE says:

    This is so beautiful, Bart.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. K.Hartless says:

    How lovely. The final stanza particularly moving.

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  3. jai says:

    Beautiful, Bartholomew…what love should be.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Max Ethan says:

    This is so beautiful, Bartholomew

    Liked by 1 person

  5. I find this poem wonderful! This is Love❣️

    Liked by 1 person

  6. JeanMarie says:

    That last couplet is so sweet. Ya’ll did well

    Liked by 1 person

  7. That’s so beautiful!

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Milena Alien says:

    I think about it a lot, and here you got all the answers for me

    Liked by 1 person

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