Friday, August 1, 2014

Simple

This is simple.
Simple and complicated,
As most true things are.
This love I have for you.
I love you and you are my reason.
Because when something happens,
You're the person I want to tell.
It's most basic indicator of love.
But not just that. Not only that.
It's one thing to fall in love.
It's another to feel someone else
Fall in love with you,
And to feel a responsibility
Toward that love.
This passion
Between us
Can turn the air tender,
The room blazing,
And time itself stops.
As I step out of your bed
And slip on my shirt,
Everything around me
Is the temperature of happiness,
And I feel the universe
Is telling us something.
The best thing about love
Is its regular presence.
Once you can establish that,
it's the foundation of your life.
The world, right now, is only us.
We are a sound, waiting to be a word.
It's awesome. It's enormous.
Now that I've experienced that enormity,
It lingers everywhere I look,
And I want it to be
Every word
I say.

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