I guess they love you
Because all the poems I’ve written are
About you

I guess they love you
Because every single love song I hear
Describes  you

I guess they love you
Because In every passing face
I see you

I guess they love you
And I’m not quite sure if all the writers and poets fell in love before
With you

They walked hand in hand under the blackberry sky.
He smiled while she sat reading poems to the harvest moon.
He listened as her words softly touched the deepest part of his soul.
Everytime he looked in her eyes he could see his forever live within them.
She was the missing puzzle piece he searched a lifetime for.