Forgetting

I have a confession to make

I don’t remember my wedding vows
I would have to ask you to find
The paper I wrote them on
To remember all the promises I made.
I do remember the paper in my hand
marked up the night before
when the rain hit the window and I couldn’t 
Sleep. 
I know that I tried to tell you then
How much I love you and how surprised
I was that you loved me

I also don’t remember
Other poems I wrote you.
Other futile attempts to let you know how 
Much I love you 
and how surprised
I remained that you still loved me --
a love, growing deeper
Every day. Every foot touch, 
Every smile and kiss, and all the deep
Inhales of our scents 
as we try to experience
Loving each other with every 
way our bodies offer.

All Those words are gone, 
Blown away 
like the wind on the next day
As I saw you come down the aisle 
And there was only me and you.

I feel that every day, and I want to enjoy today
As I do every day, growing more in love,
Remembering
A promise is not just one day
But actions, repeated every day
Remembering 
Every day is special, not just today.