You taught me more about love
Than any amount of romance
Novels
Or poetry
Could ever convey
Into words
And I love you
I love you in the morning
When the light breaking through the trees
And paints a picture on your soft, beautiful skin
I love the sounds you make in your sleep
As if life in the day is not enough
So you dream
And dream
And dream


I can only wish that your visions are half as beautiful
As you are

To me