I Fly

I don't remember the exact moment

that I knew I had to be yours.

Walking toward you

on that spring-summer day

     (leaves and life

      all around us)

I was overwhelmed by a realization

that loving you

was never a choice.

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And even if it had been,

how could I ever choose

not to?

How could I choose to give away

the wholeness

the warmth 

the serenity

that loving you gives me.

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Never knowing the pleasure

of seeing your body that morning

silhouetted in the sunlight

sneaking through the curtains

would've made my life emptier.

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The laughter of a thousand conversations

has rekindled a blazing love of life

that I thought had been extinguished.

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In those moments,

two hearts became one--

and the part of you 

that you had given me

all those years ago

was returned again

to its source.