it's nice to be with someone you haven't settled for
good enough just isn't
as there's the ever present eye
gazing and gleaming
for far fairer fields

it's nice to be with someone who meets you where you are
lovingly accepting
those scars from long ago child wars
and the one nasty habit that suggests a pariah of polite society
whether you be
soiled and snotty
or shining and sylvan
they meet you where you're at
with loving embrace

theres a war on, if you haven't noticed
how many small defeats do you accept in a hard day's work
the cavalry of averted glances and twiddling thumbs
the battle cry of "Oh i can manage for another day"
the silent reprisals
the white flags fluttering in the breeze of our daily doldrum
and a barrage of wounded words to be unleashed as part of the grand stratagem

it's nice to be with someone who's so much on your side
that you've forgotten the battle

it's nice to realize that the person loving you with diligence and ferocity
for all this very long time
is you