Your love rolls me and folds me and sets me on fire, <br />And my ashes and embers rise higher and higher, <br />Into the heavens, the far-reaching beams, <br />To the flickering stars— our beacons of dreams! <br /> <br />Your love is the rain falling over the land, <br />Watering crops in the dry desert sand, <br />Replenishing me in my time of great need, <br />Giving life to the flowers, sprouting the seed! <br /> <br />Your love is a comfort, when in from the cold <br />I wearily wander, my bones aching and old, <br />But you’re there to take care of me, hold me and try <br />To make our lives beautiful before we must die! <br /> <br />Your love is the sail catching the breeze, <br />Blowing our boat through the turbulent seas, <br />And I will make sure that our ship stays on course, <br />For your love, my dear Mia, is a powerful force!<br /><br />Joshua Dinkin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-love-156/
