Bliss

The music of life is the sound of your heart.
Ba-bum, ba-bum, ba-bum, ba-bum.
I hum to the tune as I lean on your chest,
hearts beating as one, a harmony.

Life is the dance your music was made for.
We dance together in our part of forever.
We don't know the steps, or how it should end.
But we don't mind, happiness has arrived.

This is what I call, bliss.

Your memories are the costumes of the dancers.
Flowing colour in every corner of my mind.
I close my eyes and your face is there,
etched so delicately into my memory.

And you, my love, are the lights in the room,
glorious sunshine pouring through the window.
The heat on my skin, just as you are now,
wrapping your arms around me.

Keeping me warm, keeping me safe,
this is what we were made for.

Each other.

And this is how we stay.

Forever.