With you everything is easy,

Everything makes sense.

Your presence brings a joy that

I can't and don't want to understand.

You play the guitar and I

have to listen to every note.

I have to see you strike every chord and

I can't imagine what you'd look like

without your eyes closed.

The way you walk, the way you talk

the way you move

all of your ways are known to me

yet I can never ever have enough.

You never bore me, not even for a second.

I can't imagine what it's like

to walk without you.

To see, to be, to breathe without your presence.

Holding your hand is natural to me,

I assume it's available

I feel it's indispensable

I cannot conceive of a world

where your grip isn't there.

Your presence makes things better,

It makes things natural and whole.

I love to linger in it because

it's the most important thing I've ever known.