The other night I tried to create a poem.
For you.
About you.
About how your eyes twinkle
24/7...
How you get to me
like no one has in awhile...
How you speak to me in that way
which makes me hope you never
talk to me in any other manner.
A poem that you could take home
and hold in your hands.
And know
That there were no stars,
no moon,
or sun,
garden,
or even roses
at that moment it was you.
You were the only thing on my mind.
But I couldn't.
I hope you aren't too disappointed.
This rambling is all I could compose.
I only hope it is enough
to hold you
and let you know
how much you mean to me
Until I am able to find the words
to say
that which I have not
yet been able to.