his words always brightened my day and made
me smile

they were freshly printed ideas as much
as they were love lines,
like laughter lines
but on the inside of your chest
beat- beat- beating.

they folded themselves into my heart
and made me feel like i was
in love.

every word crafted beautifully in the blanket
that were his poems.

when i lay my head to rest
and tried my best to sleep
it was only
when remembering his words,
that i could fall asleep.

smiling.
dreaming.
loving.