Things I Keep Inside.

Life

Can you hear the birds song; happy and true?

My ears unaccustomed.

Can you feel the beat of my heart?
Perviously deadened by pain.

Can you see the light?
What a nuisance it was.

Can you smell the rose?
Lackluster to my chemoreceptor.

All because of you.
My light through the fog.

What a mind you have.
So complex; so intelligent.

Eyes like rolling green hills, on a warm summer day.

What a pulchritudinous graceful brunette you are.

Your witticism a welcome addition to conversation.

I love you, more than anything.
Thank you.

-C