Point Of View Poem by Kewayne Wadley

This is true, the stand point from which I see you.
This sense of comfort given with each smile spread cross your lips.
Things most find trivial, I find worthwhile through my eyes.
To what response can I give to assure that we were made in each others image.
Developing further into thought of self.
Myself liberated in the reflection of your eyes.
Myself detached, lost in the thought of you.
This ritual that begins with each word spoke from your lips.
Simple yet complicated as one thought splits into many.
Kind of religious in a way.
This devotional praise broken down from one day to the next.
I've kneeled to find you near,
This sense of pleasant dreams.
Following this comprehension, attempting to identify this experience.
There aren't any mistakes, at least none that I can see.
This balance of hands pressed together
Planting seeds of longevity with you in mind.
My state of mind begins and ends with the thought of you.