I love Thee

I see thee in the still of night,

Thy visage framed by gentle moon's soft light.

In whispered winds, I hear thy silent plea,

And through my veins, thy spirit flows through me.

Thou art the vision in my waking dream,

A tender echo on the quiet stream.

My heart's own blood doth bear thee ever near,

A vessel for thy presence, sweet and clear.

In morn's first blush, thy countenance I spy,

Thine essence captured in the azure sky.

The river of my life, it knows thy name,

And carries thee, a never-ending flame.

I feel thee in the tranquil twilight's glow,

A phantom's touch, as gentle as the snow.

My very soul doth hold thee, bound and free,

In every beat, thou art a part of me.

©poembyselly