Thursday, February 19, 2009
Sometimes at night,
when I look to the sky,
I start thinking of you
and then ask myself, why?

Why do I love you?
I think and smile,
because I know that list
could run on for miles.

The sound of your voice,
the warmth of your touch,
so many little things
that make me love you so much.

The way you support me,
and forge my emotions,
the way you need me,
and show such devotion.

The way that your kiss,
fills me with desire,
and how you hold me
with the warmth of fire.

The way your eyes gleam,
When they catch mine,
The tale of a brilliant love,
All written in one line.

The way that I feel
when you're by my side,
a sense of completion
and overflowing pride.

The dreams that I dream,
that all involve you,
the possibilities I see
and the things we can do.

How you finish the puzzle
that lies inside my heart,
how that deep in my soul,
you are the most important part.

I could go on for days,
telling of what I feel,
but all you really must know
Is my love for you is real.