The book of poetry

her invisible thread

My wife the most beautiful sight of all time,

From her smile to those eyes I swear she is the best and that's no lie,

She is so divine I don't know how I got lucky enough to get to call her mine,

It feels like I have known her my whole life, 

She gets me in ways I can't imagine,

She sees me in ways that are so profound,

She took my heart piece by piece and fixed it to make it feel complete,

She took my hand as we walked down a street,

At that moment it felt like it was just her and me,

When she's around I feel warm and bright, 

But when she's gone it's like there is no hope in sight,

I don't know how I lasted in this world for so long without her by my side,

But now that she is mine I plan to never let her leave my sight,

I love her with my whole soul,

I would give her my heart if she needed one to live,

And with the last few seconds I would have left, I would hold her hand and smile,

I know that no matter what timeline I live in I know that I will see her there and we will pick up where we left off,

Hand in hand,

Heart to heart,

Soul to soul,

Bound together by a thread that was never seen before.