You are my being of light.

I love you 

because you woke 

and a breath took.

One day you’ll ask me,

when I knew I loved you.

My laugh will fill the space between us;

as I tell you , 

there was never a time when I did not.

To be with you…poetry

there  is no stanza or line 

to paint your soul, my prism;

for life is now a spectral whimsy,

You are my lightness of being.