My World (Old Poem)

Since thee hast become my world..

I no longer have to pretend to smile..

To be happy…Nor do I have to ~

Bend over backwards to keep..

My tears from falling into the deep..

And dark shadows that led me…

Down endless trails....Beneath me..

To see thee lying beside me when

I wake up each morning….Does not ~

Make thee my princess… Nor ~

Does it make myself a knight…

Nor does it lock me in a corner…

In a room filled with dim and light..

It makes me a man in love with thee..

That watches over you…Whilst thee ~

Watch over me….Even whilst thee sleep…

It is like the morning sun that shines…

Through the window that gathers…

Our warmth from holding one another..

Neath the soft blanket of the night..

My world is the days of the sun reflecting..

Our togetherness throughout every day..

With the moon holding onto our nights..

Giving the darkness room to breathe along ~

With the stars soft and serene whispers..

Giving our universe ~ A light to walk within…