She Loves Me
She loves me.
Not in her words
Nor in her actions,
But in her eyes, I know
she loves me.
As sure as a breath
Taken by a new born baby,
As sure as the sky is blue
I know
She loves me.
It comes on the breeze,
The gentle, calming breeze
That exists in her gaze
She lets me know
She loves me
As time passes,
But for me stands still
With still a surety of tomorrow
I’m comforted to know
She loves me,
yes me.
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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