My Dearest Darling

A Poem by dillonjensen

Kind of depicts what I envision as "love." Never felt this way about someone, but I'd imagine I would want it to look something like this.

Love is the smile you make after I tell a joke.
It is the soft kisses that melt my lips to their core.
Love is the raging fire in me that still does stoke.
It is how you flip your hair when the wind hits you right.
Love is the look you give when I'm fixated on you.
It is holding your hand on a moonlit, starry night.
Love is seeing the vibrant gleam that rests in your eyes.
It is how you make me feel even on my worst day.
Love is realizing you are my sunshine, my sunrise.
It is the way you steal my gaze every moment.
Love is missing you on rainy days and clear blue skies.
It is when I am with you I feel enjoyment.
Love is hugging you and embracing your tender warmth.
It is within these lines I find myself lost in you.
Love with you is the easiest choice I've ever made.

© 2015 dillonjensen

Author's Note

I wrote this shortly after watching The Perks Of Being A Wallflower. Young Charlie reminds me of my myself. This is how I'd imagine my first love to be.