Sanguine

Kind of a love poem. I'm working on it, but this is what I have so far. I'm not really sure I can call it a poem. The title means lively and secure.

It's when I hear your laugh swirl with mine 

that this world turns to gold and

all that is dark fades away

time is nonexistent and we

are here, now, with our 

hearts beating a sound no one can

contain

This is how I love you