You always turn the stars on brightest when I'm feeling worst.
Its cold but we don’t care, your hand is warm in mine and that’s enough. Fall asleep laying in a parking lot, staring up at the stars, 3 o’clock. Gaze into the Light until the Light gazes into you.
I cried for winter and the cold wind on my neck, my shaking hands, and you gave me a fireside to curl up next to, to keep me warm. You give me more then I could ever ask for. Squirrels that clamber on the treetops and I worry they may fall, but how will they ever learn? So I just watch through my window, my breath mists the glass, autumn, red leaves like roses sprinkle the ground.
We’re freckled arms in the summer sun, drifting in oceans of each others eyes, not afraid of drowning , even when the skies go stormy and I hear thunder in your sobs, lighting in your angry eyes, even then, there’s grace in you. Like singing in the morning, like diamonds in the snow. You shine the brightest at midnight, in the deepest cold you burn. We’re torches together and we light up this place. You make me smile until it aches and laugh until I'm dizzy, drunk with love, you make me a kid again, innocent and pure, and so foolishly trusting, you make me who I want to be, you make me holy.