Beloved

When my heart 

gutters out, 

you rekindle the flame. 

In darkness, 

your soul-light 

is the beacon 

that whispers my name.

One touch, 

like the Sun, 

a winter-starved craving 

for the promise of more. 

One kiss, 

a sweet promise, 

tastes of timeless rapport.

Your scent, 

an addictive lure, 

fragrance of home, safety, calm, 

Draws me close. 

Embraced by your love, 

the rarest of balms.

In sorrow, 

you are 

the only comfort. 

In joy, 

we become 

happiness squared. 

All that you are 

makes my every trial 

worthwhile, 

a blessing shared