My lips write poetry on her body
As my heart takes control,
Finding the shortest path through
The clutter of my conscious mind.

Her heart writes poetry on her lips
And in her eyes, as its gentle
Joyful fire spreads throughout her
And ignites the same within me,
Burning away too many years
Of accumulated unhappiness.

She writes poetry in my life,
Turning days into adventures
And nights into beautiful dreams,
All tinted by the comfort and joy
Her beautiful soul brings me.

She turns my life into poetry:
Each dawn heralds a day
Filled with the stuff of revelation,
Opening my senses to
Devour every word.

09/27/2016

Posted on 10/29/2016
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