It’s easy to
Write about you
Because when I
See things I
Think about you
It’s easy to
Hold you because
Every time I
Do I feel
Held by something
As big as
Time it’s easy
To love you
Because loving you
Is like taking
Long deep breaths
Of fresh air
It’s easy to
Write about you
Because when I
See things I
Think about you
It’s easy to
Hold you because
Every time I
Do I feel
Held by something
As big as
Time it’s easy
To love you
Because loving you
Is like taking
Long deep breaths
Of fresh air
Here next to
Me lays a
Plank of ebony
Sanded smooth with
Knots of knowing
And age dark
And rich slightly
Bitter like a
Cup of black
Coffee deep as
The moonless night
Except for two
Twinkling eye stars
Drawing me deeper
Into your universe
There is a
Silence in knowing
You like a
An early Autumn
Day in a
Deep forest you
Snuck up on
Me like a
Wind shaking leaves
Sending them into
Flight your silence
Catching me in
Arms of crispness
Landing atop me
And laying that
First kiss of
Winter snow delicately
On my lips
I too have
Sat alone book
In lap reading
About romance and
Adventure wondering what
The conquest of
Hearth and heart
Felt like it
Feels like you
I know now
As I live
Rather than read
About the comfort
Of having you
In my life
Someone to go
To think about
Count on worry
About hope for
And fall into
I have now
Become what I
Have read about
Oh how I
Had wished and
Hoped that that
One present hidden
Way in the
Back behind the
Pretty ones beneath
The big ones
Tucked almost out
Of sight the
One that caught
The glint of
Christmas morning sun
Was mine and
Finally after an
Explosion of paper
Boxes and ribbon
Presented to me
It was and
There inside was
Your smile the
Way you look
At me when
I don’t make
Sense the sound
Of your laughter
At last knowing
That you’re mine