Communication lies with the foundation of love

Beneath the waves

I can hear you,

With desperation and pride

Over and over again,

I love you!

That was a statement I couldn't put pass you

Even when I was doubting you.

Or at the least when I was doubting us.

You show me love,

Not only through the gentleness of touch

with the desires of meaning.

If you try to take that away from me

I'm not me.

I'm a little girl standing on my dad's sidewalk,

Alone with myself.

A little girl standing at the bus stop,

Anxious.

Alone with myself.

A little girl asking,

"Why?"

Alone with myself.

I am me with you

I'm myself even though.

With you, I am a woman

Walking in the city

Wanting and yearning for the qualification of respect

You show me nothing less.

I'm a flower fully bloomed in late May

Fertile and uncorrupted, aspiring for nothing.

You're my companion beside me

Giving up

Everything for me

Everything.

When I shall bleed for the sun

You bleed with me.

And give up one to many petals

To replace my own.

I am precious

You always told me that.

With you,

I am in love. 

With love,

Always!