For Her…
for the early morning smiles she showers me
and the late evening kiss before I sleep.
For the way she looks at me
with those bright eyes
and the way those lips crease into a smile
and climaxed into a laughter
after each corny jokes we share.
For that certain scent
which enchants me
and inspires me to write this poem.
For the way her arms
gently fold and lock
into a warm embrace.
For the days we spent
and the nights we shared
dreaming of a life,
of a future,
together.
For her,
yes, this poem is for her.
