Monday, June 21, 2010

its not always sparkle and unicorns, but it is always love.

With sunshine at our finger tips,
with our hands held tight with strength of love,
showing that the spaces between fingers were meant to be made,
you and I speak without words leaving our mouths.
I can feel you as if you were mine.
I can tell you every worry, every smile.
I can sink deeper every time.
With the love that dances with laughter,
with rain makin' a rainbow on the cookout filled with joy,
you and I laugh in the kitchen while washing with rubber gloves, and drying Lisa's bowl.
I feel at peace with the pace of the world.
I feel the future look bright with our hands never parting.
I like the feeling of being understood.
With a seat belt across my chest,
with your wisdom of the simple things being the aroma within the car,
I stop and see myself in the drivers seat, smiling.
you and I are bonded together by something higher than us.
I marble at the beauty.
I marble with the fact that if you had never met Bob that I'd never know your soul.
I marble at the sunshine you have given to me to use to light up the world.