the words I have,
express more than a thousand poems could,
but I can't string them together,
and you know I would.

the love I have,
is seldom felt,
but I'm so careful with yours,
clutching each passion,
you've adoringly dealt.

the peace I have,
I want to spread,
and you're the start,
my world is a patch work,
and you're every thread.

the freedom I have,
as I drift and I find,
but to you, from now until forever.
I will always bind.