A shiny spark ,
Right from the start.

Your waves they wash
My thoughts of dark.

A stand of silence,
I think of you.
Waking up
At times too soon.

You write your songs
For me to play.
Like bells I hear
On Christmas day.

Early mornings,
A talk at seven.
Words of light
Till almost eleven.

And you ,
Yes you,

Are the air I breathe.
With our bond so tight,

From your soul so deep.

I did not speak a word.

You did.

Fist held high,
Shaken with pride.

And I in quiet,
Fearing inside.

But instead
I sat,
Waiting for calm.

But you infact
We're sure with your hand.

And then you knew,
That I would wait.

For you to end
In a different state.

Tears were shed
And your body gave.

But me?
I told you,

It was okay.