Where are you, honey?
Punish me not without a crime.
Your absence makes the day not sunny,
A moment without you lasts a lifetime.

He doesn't know
that he is my harbour after a stormy day
A haven
where I let my thoughts drift and dreams rest
That he is my rain, sunshine
and rainbow at different times  
And the muse behind my songs and rhymes
He doesn't know
that he is the reason behind the smile in my eyes
And why I sing and curl my toes
He doesn't know
that he sets my pulse racing
And I suppose he will never know.

I have a way with words
that is why you took me home
that is why you cooked me breakfast
that is why you asked me back.

I have a way with words
that is why you are there
that is why you hold me tight
that is why you never judge me.

I have a way with words
that is why you stay around
that is why you laugh at my jokes
that is why you miss me.

I have a way with words
my only regret is...
...you will never get to hear them.

© Pagan Paul (2016/2017)

My only inspiration--
it’s you.
My best friend--
it’s you.
My silver lining--
it’s you
you’re like honey to a bee
     or bark to a tree
You’re every color in the rainbow
You’re the rain that makes things grow
You’re every word to my poem
Even the ones that never rhyme
You're every work of art
And every drop of blood in my heart.