He wrote me a poem

[oftheeast]

i didn’t even notice
the days were so long-
i was busy dancing
by your hypnotizing song.

when my day was dimmed
and my sunset gone,
i had no urgent need for light-
i didn’t look east for dawn.

day and night my heart i lift
into your heavenly heights-
your arms are clouds that hold me high,
your eyes, my celestial lights.

you are my east,
not my west, north, or south-
and i no longer thirst,
with my lips to heaven’s mouth.

~God but I do love my man and am so ridiculously lucky~