To: Raquel Rose

Love is patient. It's kind and caring, and forgetful of woes. Love is amazing, and the reason I'm here.

Her hair flows carefully, carelessly, fine.
I've forgotten my failures, faults and crimes.
I've tried expressing my heart in these rhymes.
Nothing comes close.

Her eyes glow with truth, faith, joy, and love.
Reminiscent of the Truth lying above.
Her lips are the only ones I'm dreaming of;
Her heart ties me to the air.

I'm lost to her smile--brightens my days--
And I've spent hours trying to count all the ways
That she cares for me. Over and over I pray
That I can be the same to her.