Your Love
I stare as your beautiful eyes reach mine,
Same tears once flowed from my eyes in old time,
Bewildering thoughts in mind shan't align,
Your warm benevolence felt like a crime,
Fighting for freedom from frightening fears,
Calm conversations had chaos cleared,
Everyone fled while you remained near,
As unwavering confidence disappeared,
You kept me afloat when I was drowning;
You stopped me from leaping off of the bridge;
You showed me all my beauty in counting;
You taught me to see the light from the ridge;
But now's my turn to chase away your dark,
Returning your love to bring back your spark.
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