It is you,
you who I love
with a heart straining to please
unsure of myself, caring too much
to pretend it doesn’t matter and
helpless as an infant in my need.
Oh, but I love you,
will love you
through days after nights
while your smile remains gentle
and your touch so firm.
Then when the storms in your eyes
threaten darkly to break, I will
defend myself, never doubt it
but I will not knowingly hurt you.
I don’t ever want to hurt you.
For it is you,
your mind, your body,
your eyes – taking what I need you to
have, but rarely know how to give you.
Your hands giving, not merely offering
but giving everything I’ve longed for and
so much more I never realized I wanted.
You, I never thought
it would be you
who would send my heart soaring again.
You who would make me love as if there
never was a time when it was not you
or it was not there at all.
….NEVER THOUGHT IT WOULD BE YOU…
February 6, 2008 by jafrancis





Beautiful write…;)