“Love is simply light and until you came along, I lived in the dark.”

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.

Don’t gift me your wings, if you have no intention of letting me fly.

We’ll be beautiful in sunshine and through rainstorms, standing together.

I do not fear letting you see my flaws, for I believe you will still love me exactly as I am.