How can I tell you what I feel for you?

When I think of you my feelings twist inside

As if someone's fist reached in and grabbed a few,

And turned and turned them tight and tangled. I've tried

Somehow to say: You're the sun in my sky,

The wind that takes me where I want to go,

The sweet incense that makes me feel so high

That loving you seems all I need to know.

But it all sticks in my throat! It sounds too cute,

Empty as a wrinkled paper bag.

You won't believe it! Better I stay mute

Than offer you cliches that make you gag.

And yet I wish to tell you of my love,

If only love its own locks would remove!

Loving you is something that comes easy,

Like walking in the sunshine to a song,

Like being in a place where you belong,

Like finding reasons when you know you're ready.

Nor do I care that working days are dreary,

The pay's a pittance and the hours are long.

Knowing that you love me keeps me strong,

The light within that lets me see life clearly.

Why is love the music of our meaning,

The lilt that makes our labor worth our living,

The loveliness no platitude can bear?

In you I have a harvest past all gleaning,

A gift arrested in the act of giving,

A moment of delight that's always there....

Love U drey...

Steph...