Sweet Simplicity

Love is found in simple things,
the way you kiss my brow.
The way I know you're thinking of me,
but never knowing how.

The way you gaze into my eyes,
your hand upon my cheek.
The way we cannot be apart,
not even through the week.

Sweet messesges, sweet sentiments,
your unfailing words, good night.
The way you reassure me still,
that all will be alright.

The lure of your lips, the smile in your eyes,
send shivers down my spine.
But mostly it is knowing,
and feeling you are mine.

Something no one else can touch,
my sweet mystery.
Something no one else can have,
your heart belongs to me.

And you would freely give it,
though I do not deserve.
And I would gladly give you mine,
with nothing in return.

For love is in the simple things,
and I simplist of all--
Will give you all the wonderous things,
because for you, I fall.

In love with all the things you are,
with everything you do.
In love with how you make me feel,
I am in love with you.