All beautiful distractions, ignites from you.

Love starts as a feeling,
But to continue is a choice;
And I find myself choosing you
More and more every day.

No!
I don’t love you!
I just like you, a little.

Your lips are sweet,
and your eyes are precious to me.

No!
I don’t love you!
I just like you, a little.
...

Sometimes it feels like even if
Every inch of my skin was touching yours
I still wouldn’t be close enough to you.

You brought me to places
I’d have never thought to go
To a trail near the river
Where the water runs slow;
To a mountain where all we heard
Was our voices’ echo;
You showed me inward beauty
That doesn’t show in photos.

Let us love like the spark
Between flint and stone
In reckless abandonment,
Promising no eternities,
But promising only to seek out
Upon each day’s sunrise
Something to choose to love
In each other.