You are to me a constant in my days
Of dull inconsequential life, I share
Every happy dream which, bubbling, stays
Inside my mind, until a chance prepares
It's breezy journey to your heart. Winging
Over distance our auras call, absurd
And carefree, I fly. Ordinary time
Ceases, while I feast upon a single
Rhyme, eloquent with depth and underlined
With honest love, assuring me you're mine.
You are all that - - - and more.
Fay Slimm
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-are-94/
