She speaks about the day we might wed,
A wide blue sky with the slightest clouds.
She smiles- my light, my beautiful,
I disappear, a whiff into the endless.
All the words might not be enough
For the simplest emotions at times.
That is when we realize how limited
Our scope of expression probably is.
I float, a whiff of her fragrance, in the sky
Building the air for us to rejoice in.
I find life in her love.