When Poem by Cheryl Esparzapolomino

When you feel the sun, warm on your skin, darling it is my love for you, making sure you never go cold.

When it rains, and the tear drops fall on your skin, it is my tears crying in joy and happiness you give me.

When you feel the wind, brushing you oh so gently, it is once again I, giving you gentle kisses and whispering in your ear, 'I love you.'

When you look at the stars, caount them, that is how much I love you. Only when the stars all die out, is the day my love for you will die.

So now, when you look at me, into my eyes, I don't dare need to say a word for you should already know from the sparkle in my eyes.