New love writing (from journal entry July 6, 2011 / 9:57am)

I'm trying to write a new love poem because that is what I am feeling these days. The lines are coming out of me but they are so corny. But that's ok because that's the kind of love I want. A corny love where we say "I love you" too much. Leave notes on pillows, share reading glasses, bake biscuits on weekends and finish each others sentences on the refridgerator with the magnetic words we bought together at The Learning Center. That kind of love. Where we drive the long way from Los Angeles to East Oakland playing the ABC game with the freeway signs. (And I win mostly). That kind of love.