my spark

I have loved you since

the moment you opened your eyes 

on this world.

   

   and all the leaves in 

    the park 

changed color just for you

    the sun was 

bright and warm 

   flowers only lived
 in postcards
    until you came along

Is the weight of this
 too tremendous?

   I wait to see
who you
         will become
I wait for you to
        climb out
of the stones and
      darkness.

I wait for your eyes
  to open once
      again.