I could

sit and

watch you

write for

hours,


bring you

glasses

of deep

red wine

and swim

in your

laughter and

dance with

the harvest

moon.


memorize the

curl of

your smile

the soft wave

of your

tangled angel

hair as

you sit.


to listen

to your

golden words

of love

and hope

and dreams

that go

beyond the

sky.


to be in

a daily conversation

with you

would

be the

dream of

what fairy tales

are made of.


to listen

to your

heartbeat

and strain

to give you

a glimpse

of mine.


only in

these quiet

moments would

I know you

best.


tell me

your stories

and I will

tell you

mine.


and you will

be the keeper

of everything

beautiful

in my life

and I

in yours.


from the first

poem I

read of

yours.


I felt it.


you put

a pearl

in my

heart


to grow.