I used to think I was good with words
until i met you
that I could string together all the right
vowels and connotations
with all the right
grammar and punctuation
but you leave me speechless
even now as I think of the way you look at me
I struggle to find the next line
the one that shows you how I love you
that I wish I could grow you the grass
that is greener
and give you the love that is sweeter
on the other side is where I reside
in all your pain and sorrow
I wish to turn that barren field into a meadow
give you every plant and animal
every beam of sunlight
every drop of rain
every breath of the wind
if only to show you
how wonderful you are to me
from the outside to within.
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