She is a quiet rainy morning that keeps me in bed for hours

Longer than I should be.

She's a single red flower in a field of blue.

She's a snow covered hill with a single pine,

Tall and strong.

She's the multi-colored spots that cloud my

Vision when I've stared too long

At the sun.

She is the sun.

She's my favorite everything.

She is the best part of my day and

My sweetest dreams at night.

Could I but kneel before her and offer

My hand,

My world would surely tremor at her

Lightest touch.

She is mine and I am hers.

Together we can break the silence and calm

The storm

That has sealed our hearts for far

Too long.