To me you are the air
In my lungs and  
The stones under
My feet.

You put the stars
In my sky and you
Drew those beautiful clouds
(For me).

To me you are
Daylight and darkness;
A paradox I’m in the middle
Of trying to figure out.

You fabricate the blades of grass
From your dreams
And you
Sing the breeze.

You are my person-
You are my love-
You are my hope-
You are my daydream-

You are my too much.
And because of you
All else
Is nothing.