You come to me...

Another love poem? Geez, I don't remember ever becoming so sentimental


You come to me,
A graceful torrent
Unbound. Free from
Any restraints.
I feel your pulse
Your body
Dancing to the rhythm
Of whatever song
You sing. And I,
Standing silent
And alone,
Cannot remain
Unmoved by this
Dazzling display.
Something so new,
Yet so incredibly
A part of me
I do not know what to do
But to let it take me away.

She came to me,
A caressing gale
Unmoved. Breaking
Through the crowd
Into my sight.
The unexpected
Took me under its wing
And into the heavens
I soared. Not simply
Taken off guard
Or swept from my branches
Too tired to hang on,
But filled
And carried
Like the sails
Cross the seas.
Not changed,
But fulfilled.
She seems to be everything
I could ever hope for

You come to me
Now with arms open
And eyes shining
And I know
That I will have comfort.
You smile
And I know
That you will always be there.
You are
More than I could ask for,
More than I deserve.
But while I have you
I hope
That maybe,
I can make you
As happy
As you make me.