fallen

I love the way
The breeze
In summer
Reveals the skin,
And the wonder
Of your dreams
Seems to be
Caught up,
Arisen in
The rites
Of spring.
I love
These things,
How seasons
Bring
Out your
True emotions,
Being a part
Of who
You are,
My testimony
In these things.
All creation
Speaks,
Screams
At the top
Of lungs
The very wind
Being,
I love you.
I created
All things
As a compliment
Of the love
We shared
Before time,
Beginning
When just we
We’re all
You needed.
Winter is over
Soon.