Mandala

Even when you feel weak, to me you are strong To lay next to anyone else and breathe in their air Would feel asphyxiatingly wrong Faith has never been easy for me to grasp But faith and fate come hand in hand with you And I am hand in hand with you Repeating words doesn't express it enough And even new words can't seem to catch up "Love" comes closest to description But it's a word so small how could it start to cover it all Because to me you are anything but small You have a river running through you I wish I could dive into Letting your currents carry us afloat Leading us to yet another road Where we enjoy more than just the sights Because every sense has reached a new towering height The simple touch of a hand makes waves instead of ripples Eyes begin to speak instead of only see Making some words that much easier to believe