I know I love you because gradually, you’re becoming a part of me. You’re becoming some essence of who I am, while I am becoming a replica of you. Like two laces who started their journey on two opposite sides, we interlock into one, merging into an intricate and beautiful product that’s so divine. We interlock parts and entangle paths to be form into a beautiful bow.
My soul to yours, like the rose’s petals, cling to its stem for dear life. An elegant display that profess that I love you so.
You’re a part of me to which I’ve grown accustomed, and your essence is in everything that I do. Your breath induces the air that I breathe. I can feel your love through the airwaves that surrounds me. My blood is induced by the same blood of life that flows through your veins.
The delicacies of you touch never leave the surface of my skin, even days after your palms have held my hand, I still feel the warmth of where your fingerprints once were. I hear your calls when you are distance away, my ear is accompanied by the sound of your voice even when your lips are hushed.
The memories of you coil themselves around my mind like a blanket, they comfort me beyond measure. Your essences roam my dreams, and if you’re in pain, impaired, or even having a nightmare, it pierces my heart.
I stumble in adoration of your flaws, I marvel at your inefficiencies and imperfections. Your deepest fears are a path we trod together, hand in hand. The truth you’ve hidden in the depths of yourself etched my heart, and the doubts of yours follow us both to their overcoming.
You’ve enhanced my life with pleasures words can never tell. Your essence, elegance, and endearing grace have brought me warmth like an endless summer. You, in your simplest manner, have brought me treasures, they surround me in humble saturation, like a shadow, but not in the darkness that scares one to fright, but the light shadowing glare that give my path to you light.
Your smiles, oh your smiles, they radiate my mind to your heart from where they live. Your laughter, forever echoes in my mind. A single glance at your posture enhances my day and thoughts of you are delicately woven in the tapestry of my dreams. —-I’ll forever think of you.
MisterPoet
Mr. Poet 