Amber Hiles

O, I will love you forever.
’til the songbirds stop singing,
’til the water stops moving,
’til the stars stop shining.

You can hear my love in the crash of waves,
the chirp of the morning birds,
in the quiet rush of the winter winds,
in the roar of the lions.

The paintings on the walls beckon my love,
My actions show it so dear,
the letters and poems I write.
O, I love you like a swan loves its mate.

My love