You asked for my thoughts,
How do you feel?
And my mind wandered...
But never from you,
But to every instance of you.
Your shadow will never fade,
From the sunset of my memories.

Its beauty is burned into the sidewalks,
Baked by golden autumn evenings,
And the marks will remain even if you walk down a new street.

And I will see them,
Dark,
Against the white of concrete.

And just like that,
You came back,
You found no sympathy,
And realized your loss.

The only promises,
I ever want to hear,
Are the ones you plan to keep,
Should you fail,
Let it be not be without the most vigorous of crusades.

Isn't it pleasing,
To wake up,
Brew some coffee,
And watch the sun wake the world,
A moment to catch your breath,
And find peace.

Why do I love you?
I think at times,
It's your smile or laugh,
And the way you hold my hand,
But maybe,
The largest reason of all,
I love you because,
You remind me to love myself.

You won't know if the water is warm,
Till you feel it,
You won't know it's real,
Till it hurts.

"Take my hand,
And trust my touch",
So I did,
And felt of his love.