My dear,
If I were to write you a song,
I'd surely fill my lungs

My dear,
If I were to write you a letter,
I'd surely kiss the sun
Burst into a thousand flames

My dear,
If I were to write your final words,
My pen would bleed
Of all you've been
And never seen

My dear,
If you learned I wrote your story,
Would you understand
Forgive me the tears
The loss within,
If you knew each line was a beautiful creation of mine?

My dear,
You are always mine
From infants cry
To burial time
Don't despair today
This line will become yesterday
You haven't seen my melodies or poetry
We'll kiss the sun another day.

You are the beautiful green leaves
that shimmer in the breeze, the stunningly
bright mountains that stand high in the distance.  
You are the sun of life that never fades away,
the endless rivers that flow to the furthest
lands of serenity.  You are a constellation
of timeless songs that never end, a self-love
poem that resonates with your amazing heart.

I lie awake remembering, wishing I could sleep to forget.