The Rule of Three

The rule of three is a media principle that states things are more interesting when they come in groups of three. In my life, though, it's usually the number of times I have to say something before I can get the right word to come out.

When I think of all the things I love about my husband, my tongue ties itself in knots, and I can never quite get the words to work the way I want them to. And yet, there is immense comfort in the fact that I don't have to be eloquent when I speak to him—he understands what I mean, even if it's not what I say.

We have our own dialect, as many partners do, and I couldn't possibly express the sense of ease and security that comes with that. Having someone with whom to share your life that speaks your language, even if that language is nonsense and you have to repeat yourself three times, is the greatest comfort I have known in my life.

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The Rule of Three

Thrice I've tried to write this poem

And twice I've failed to capture

All the peace you breed inside me

That I cannot manufacture

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Over many years and many poems

I've told you of the ways

That you bring the light to darkness

And you clear the foggy haze

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But I can't help thinking nothing

That I've said or done so far

Has been quite enough to tell you

How spectacular you are

So instead of overthinking

What I need to say to you

And obsessing over which word's right

Instead of which one's true

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I want to say just what I'm thinking

In this swiss cheese brain of mine

And say how much I appreciate

Your heart, your soul, your time

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Your patience and your chivalry

Your love and your support

Your way of making home feel like

A five-star beach resort

Your glowing smile, your gentle hands

The way we say goodbye

All the little things that no one knows

They're just for you and I

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The way my tension melts as soon

As I lay eyes on you

Your touch, your kiss, and all the other

Tender things you do

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Each one a brick, into a wall

A fortress for my heart

Where you alone can hold the fort

When life just falls apart

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