there are many memories of the love we share, here in my head or in my heart, and talking about some of them yesterday...you remind me to remind myself why i love you, or how i love you, to be sure i demonstrate my love for you...i remember the way my jaw tasted like iron when i though about you before we met, how i would salivate at the thoughts you had written at me...i recall the fresh feel i had in my heart when we sat around your apartment on 10th just looking at each other...and i remember how the governor called with my pardon, and i hadn't even known i was under sentence, until you told me while sitting on your green striped couch, and all the times i remembered that pardon and changed my heart to be worthy of it...i remember consciously deciding to accept the blessings of God because i couldn't produce them for myself, and that was no big deal, but realizing i couldn't produce them for you either and needed him to do it on my behalf