Sometimes it overflows

[littlebreeze]

you exist in my air,
in my water,
in the morning
and the afternoon,
in my prayers
you exist in my days
and in my nights,
in the cool pre-dawn light
when the world is still
you echo in my heart like thunder
light my eyes like carnival fireworks,
to say you feel shut out
is to ignore the visible impact of your love within me
bad days don't minimise it
they simply make the reality of it more stark,
more honest
more enduring
more loved.