This is a poem that I wrote for Carrie. It is a very belated wedding gift. It is a love poem.

Love is basically everywhere. Sometimes you have a little bit of it stuck on the bottom of your dressy shoe and you don’t even know it. We’re bombarded by it really. Tricky part is how we react to it. How we touch it. Put it in our hands. Hearts. All the way down our spines. Sometimes we’re in the middle of falling out of love. Sometimes we’re only on the outside of love. And sometimes we’re inside of the eye of love. The place you can’t even explain away. The place that makes your skin goose bumpy and your insides melt. And there is shaking, always shaking.

I like to imagine we’re all fighting the good fight in life, just pushing our way toward the person we are supposed to have. Our arms hurt from punching. From waving. From making wild motions. We’re not going to settle. We're going to explode all over each other like a dance floor full of sound. Like the way your mouth looks when you see that one person who holds your body like dangerous curve in the road. Like a laugh that will not be trapped in your throat. You are exactly where you are supposed to be when you let love in. When you let it rush all over you.