There aren’t enough colours in the world to describe how your love has animated me,
There are no such words that come close.
The leaves sway about effortlessly just as my thoughts often swing to to.
My dreams are just as colourful because you have drawn them out of me.

My nostrils only linger on your scent and every morning I wish you were the first thing I would have.
At night you are the last person I want to see.

I want you to be the only the only one in my sights.
Momentarily.
Sequentially.
Always.
And I lie to myself whenever I think otherwise.
You are the only constant, that is constantly a source of colour in my life.
Forever the hope.

No amount of eyes could amount to the number of times…

I’m falling in love,
Or rather I am in love.

© Staircase