You are fresh cut flowers on the table, <br />a rain that cools the summer air, <br />cotton sheets and vanilla candles, <br />the cotton candy smell of a county fair. <br /> <br />You are the song without a title stuck in my head, <br />distant laughter on a spring afternoon, <br />the lonely whistle of the wind on a dark quiet night. <br />You are the only star in my sky, and I am the moon. <br /> <br />You are my only thought when I'm frightened. <br />You are in every tear that I shed. <br />You are the joy in my laughter. <br />You are in every prayer I've ever said. <br /> <br />You are the key that opens all the love inside me. <br />You are the reason in all my dreams. <br />You are the soul of all the songs I'm singing <br />You are the end for all my means.<br /><br />TP Sage<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-are-38/
