I’ve seen you, my love

with the makeup off

I’ve seen you with the wrinkles and the unguarded

actions of yourself

and I’ve wished for more, of course, unsure

of also seeing the not-god behind your veneer

I assume all of you God-like creatures, or many of you god-like creatures

enjoy the lights and the filters and the ushering of guests into dark corners

But, when I’ve seen You, my love, I’ve loved you more

the way we love a gift that regifts

I love you more because in you there is more

and more and more

to open and discover and look upon.