Holding Me Tight Scared At Night Poem by Louise Tredoux

Love is opening a space for magic,
being a human is already magical,
consisting of energy dancing in circles,
of empty space that originated in
universal consciousness, love is the
smile I see on your face and the way
you treat me with respect and grace,
the energy, optimism and hope with
which you work so hard, love is self-
confidence and creating magic for
me while offering me the opportunity
to create magic for you, love is your
joyous delight when I surprise you with
something I made myself, a new dish
I tried, the glorious fun when you fix
my concoctions with new ingredients,
love is your willingness to sit still and
listen to my poetry, allowing me to
recite and play concert for you, the
highest love is when you listen as I
sing to you, opera songs all wonderful,
I adore your listening, approving ears,
most of all, I worship your strong arms
holding me safe and tight when I’m
scared at night...