For the Rest of My Days

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Love Blossoms

 

Sometimes when I look at you,

I can't find the words to 

tell you what you mean to me.

 

So when I'm alone I try to

write a verse and it's hard 

to even comprehend this love.

 

You leave me speechless;

words that often come easy

settle in the back of my mind.

 

I can't imagine containing

your love in a few stanzas,

not something I can summarize.

 

I try to stop thinking long 

enough to let my heart do 

the writing; then it flows. 

 

I've never known a love like this.

When I think I'm not good enough,

you still cherish me in my mess.

 

Somehow you keep my fears at bay

and hold me through my tears,

reminding me this love is real.

 

I've barely scratched the surface

because this love runs deeper

than a internal rhyme scheme.

 

Truth be told it will take me

longer than a lifetime 

to fit your love into a poem.

 

But I'll try even if it means

I'll be finding the words

for the rest of my days. 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by: "Line By Line" by JP Saxe and Maren Morris

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