Likeways

I like you.

I like you in ways that haven’t been invented yet.

I like you in a dream house way.

I like you in the way you like the perfect song

Before it’s been written.

I like you in the way you like eggs on a Saturday morning

In the breakfast nook looking out over the river.

I like you in ways that have not been dreamed of yet,

In sixteen dimensions and on the other side of tomorrow.

I like things about you that aren’t even here now

But exist beyond behind and in front of you.

I like you because you are there to like

And you like it that I like you.

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About bgm1969

This blog is updated by a guy who’s overweight, silly, Liberal, spiritual rather than religious, infatuated with beauty and grace, musically blessed, and always changing.

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