MW

Your careless curls,

Match the ecstasy in your eyes.

The wilderness' wonders have nothing compared to your mind.

The questions I ask--always offer more answers than I figured I'd find.

You are a mystery to be solved,

The making of a man--evolved.

Another world to be discovered,

The clarity offered by a cloud that once hovered.

A war to be won,

A song to be sung.

I don't know where the existence of you ends in my life,

But speaking with you has become my most precious pastime.

Show me your 'sun',

And I'll show you mine.

Show me the lay of the land,

and I'll show you the gentleness of a woman's hand.