you are

you are the sun that rises in the mountains
the moon that glows in my night
every phase and every phrase
of poetry that I write

you are the blue sky during my day
and the million stars in my eve
you are the heart and soul of me
and everything in between

clouds may form and rain may fall
the mountain winds will blow
but your gentleness, your tenderness
a white hot ash that glows

you are the sun that rises in the mountains
the moon that glows in my night
every phase and every phrase
of love that shines on me

Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License