The weeks seem long without you,
Without your touch, without your kiss.
Your arms surround me, protection against the outside world.
It is with you that I can relax,
It is with you that I am free to be myself.
A person without bias or judgement is a rare find,
And yet I have managed.
I have found you.
You do not judge me,
I do not judge you.
It is all blissfully simple.
There is affection without complication,
Devotion without irritation.
You are my light at the end of a long week,
A comforter when I feel down,
A protector when I feel overwhelmed,
A lover when I need that gentle touch to keep going.
Thank you for being there because I know,
I can count on you and you can count on me.
4 comments:
hey babe...did ya write this??
ur mom?? or gradpa?? or ahem ahem...who else??? lol u still didnt tell me...lol...
of course i wrote it! what, did you think i stole it from someone else? :P and what didn't i tell you?
no, i didnt say that you stole it, its a beautiful poem,, very impressive, and you didnt tell it whom u wrote for it, so i guessed those ppl,anyways..SMILE..:)
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