Yours
You are the reason I lye here awake
Thinking of the things from you I’d take
Your humming and even your sighs
Owning your beauty that comforts my eyes
Your touch of your loving hands
Without my asking or of command
Your voice saying “I love you to”
After my confession of love to you
Your ears listening to my replies
Of each thing you say each time you cry
Your presence sitting by my side
The source of my being filled with pride
Your thoughts the reason I’m alive
Of our being together and being one life
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