I love you.
It is that simple, and that complex.
Like the biochemistry that sends
surges of happiness through me when I hear your voice,
urges of desire when I see your beautiful face.
Like the web of events needed to create a rose
that pales in comparison to your lips
or the chocolate yummies less sweet
than your smile.
You yourself are a magnificent enigma,
complex beyond any equations
or music of the spheres.
13 plus billion years for two
carbon based life forms
on an insignificant dot
to accidentally cross paths.
7 billion people walking the earth.
Insurmountable odds.
And yet
the Universe in all of its chaos and complexity
let us meet.
Everything in existence has conspired
for us my dear.