You are more
artfully created
than any poem
I could ever write.
My words,
lines,
stanzas-
they're no match for
your sheer beauty.

I see your face
and can't help but smile
your voice gives me
chills all down my spine.
Your laugh can cure
any sorrow I have.

There is no limit
to what I love about you.
My art written about you
will never fully capture
the wonder that you are.

I constantly get lost
in the ways you
carry love and light;
you hold so much goodness in your being.

It is so easy for me to love you,
it frightens you.
I've never wanted anything
as much as I want you.
The question is no longer,
"How do I love you?"
it has become
"How could I ever stop?"

I laugh harder with you
I feel more myself
I trust you with me,
the real me.
There is my heart,
and there is you,
and I'm not sure
there is a difference.

You are my love story,
I write you into everything I do,
everything I see,
everything I touch,
and everything I dream.
You are the words that fill my pages.

There is nothing
I wouldn't give you
nothing I wouldn't
do for you
nothing I don't
love about you.

Your flaws only make you
more perfect.
My love for you
is ever-expanding
never-ending.

I could fill this world
with poems for you
and even then
they still wouldn't be enough.
You are everything.
Everything.