The words pour from me
Every one starts with you
They are never ending
Each testifies to your beauty

They are the fruits of your endeavors
Blossoming on to paper
Filling the pages with my heart
Hoping to touch your soul

Letting you know that every kiss real or sent
Is felt not just on my lips but in my poetry
Because I may die, you may forsake me
but those words will live on.

Everyone that reads them will ignite
And know how I loved you
With touch, passion, with my tongue, my body and with my words.