I Think, Think Only About You Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

I think of you in the hush of the morning,
when the world is still and the air is soft,
when my first breath carries your name
before the day has even begun.

I think of you in the golden afternoon,
when the sun spills warmth like your touch,
when every quiet moment feels like a whisper
meant only for us.

I think of you in the depths of night,
when the stars seem to know our secrets,
when your presence lingers even in the silence,
woven into my very being.

You are in the spaces between my thoughts,
in the rhythm of my heartbeat,
in the way my soul leans toward yours,
as if it has always known where it belongs.

There is no moment without you,
my dear,
no breath, no dream, no path
that does not lead me back to your love.
I think, think only about you--
and in that thought, I am home.