Red Roses for My Love

the paint
the canvas
the brush
all my art
leads back to you.

some people
will always feel entitled to your time
never let someone lay claim
to any part of you that you do not want to share

the places that ache with pain will one day be filled with a wondrous joy the places that rain with sadness
will shine again
do not lose hope
do not despair
life waits for you.

my darling,
you bring the light with you
wherever you go

there will always be those in your life who want to convince you that you owe them a piece of yourself despite the fact
that they give
nothing
in return

the problem
with writing
about you
is that
there is nothing
more poetic
in this world
than the wordless way you look at me
in those small,
small, loving moment

within you

even if you can’t see it just yet.

you are a rosebud there is immeasurable beauty waiting

even though i have seen it a million times

i catch a glimpse of that ring

on your finger

and smile involuntarily every day

i grow more grateful that you are mine

the doubts that reach up towards you