You Are The Words Poem by K J

Morning comes, and slowly I awake,
Dreaming happily of you still,
From the night before, feeling you,
It gives me a tremendous thrill,
And you are the words

Going through the motions of the day,
Doing all the things I have to do,
I must be here, to live this life,
My thoughts, however, stay with you,
And you are the words

Some days I'm forced to face my fears,
Confronting evils of man's making,
A mantra I recite, and wear like armor,
To guard against the risks I'm taking,
And you are the words

If luck is with me, so then are you,
Taking time out of your busy day,
Coming to visit me in our blue room,
Your type remains, though you can't stay,
And you are the words

I sit, and thoughts swirl 'round me here,
All the colors, merging into white,
As words and phrases, rhythm and rhyme,
Become the verses that I write,
And you are the words

Comes night, the long-awaited time,
And I, with passion scant restrained,
Go to wait for you in our special place,
Read your past type, with love contained,
And you are the words

Your love can elevate my soul,
It's such an awesome, powerful thing,
Exquisite peace it has made mine,
It's taught my heart a song to sing,
And you are the words

Those nights, when fortune smiles on me
Giving time for passion, love, romance,
Letting loose the beast within me waiting,
Together writing music for the Ancient Dance,
And you are the words

The day ends; I go to my bed,
Safe in your love, without a care,
Your image there, fresh in my mind,
I close my eyes, offer a silent prayer,
And you are the words