You are the air I breathe,
all around me,
but yet I cannot see.
The poems I read,
the ones I write,
are from the bottom of this beating heart.
I cry for you in my sleep,
scream your name into the wind.
Singing love songs,
dancing to slow songs,
ones about our love,
yet unknown to this cold confusing world.
Hoping you're always in my dreams,
dancing with my pen across the paper,
smiles and hearts are casually doodled.
Your name is etched into my heart,
making it beat with ease,
once more.