“How I love to watch the way you wear the sunrise, while you wake from your dreams.”

You are my dreams by day, and my every waking thought all night.

And when the rain falls come dance with me in puddles instead of drowning.

Love is free, so give it generously.

I have nothing to offer you, but an endless love and a handful of dreams.

And even in such a temporary world, my love for you will always remain.

Often the ugliest of scars are worn by the most beautiful people.

Poetry will always be my way to watch joy dance and make heartache sing.

And I will love you always, as if I ever had a choice.

I miss most of all, the very pieces of you that I never met.

Dust off your heart and let it love once more.

And I will love you completely, or I will love you not at all.

Try as you might you will not tame this heart of mine, which will always love you wildly.

Though she be little she had the heart to dream big, by the pocketful.

Don’t try to fix me, just wrap your arms around my broken and love my pieces.

My love you can be both the flower, beautiful and delicate and the warrior, brave and strong.

And I love it most, when you come to me wearing nothing but that smile.

Smugglin’ that by me? That’s like tryin’ to smuggle sunrise past a rooster.

Some day I shall sing to thee in the sunrise of some other world, I have seen thee before in the light of the earth, in the love of man.

We flew to heaven, and we touched the sun.

Each sunrise is a new chance to make your life the one you always dream of.

Live for sunrises and sunsets for they will give you no stress.

Watching the sun rise again over the rooftops i whisper the things i wish would come back, too. Like hope like happiness like you.

You were waiting for the sunset while I was longing for the moonrise.

So we danced in the rain and woke to the haze of a sunrise painted in honey.