You cannot define
This thing called love...

I look up
And see your smile...

Shrinking
Deep nothingness...

Wake up each morning
Feeling the exhaustion...

My friends encourage me
But that one stands alone...

The soft swipe of his finger
Across my rosy cheek...

In the rush of a wave
The tears fall down your face...

Couldn't admit to myself
Feelings that were true...

Arms wrapped around me
Keeping me close...

I sit on this porch
And float away...

His words flow through me
Like a warm ocean breeze...

He puts his arm around me
And for the first time in so long...