When I'm with you,
I run out of things to say
So, I'm writing you this poem
Hoping to take your breath away.
To the love of my life,
My soulmate, my friend,
How I did I get lucky
I can't comprehend.
Your laughter is my favorite sound,
Of that, there's no doubt.
I vow to cherish you every day
Come rain or drought.
Your presence in my life
is nothing short of a blessing
before you walked into my life,
I didn't know what I was missing.
Like the warmth of the sun
To a cold winter breeze
Of my anxious heart,
You are the peace
— Maria S. Haneef
