Love

When you are happy,
I am happy.
Knowing there is a smile
Upon your sweet lips
Draws a smile on my heart,
And I know this is love.
Silly how I feel sad
When you are sad.
It breaks me inside,
I want to crawl into you,
And warm that spot.
The sadness,
The dark colors,
Brighten them,
And make you smile.
And I know this is love.
When you want to talk
I want to listen,
And be there for you
A sounding board,
For all life’s frustrations,
Aggravations,
And as I listen to your soul,
As you listen to mine,
We know this is love.
k.a.Stryker ©June 27, 2001 10:45pm