You hold my heart in your hands.

Squeeze a little and my heart burns.

Squeeze a lot? Somersaults.

The thumping steadies.

I need blood pressure medication.

Once many years ago we met.

First sight love?

No, it took a while.

No dancing bliss.

I almost gave you a miss.

My first kiss? Shy.

Then you were my guy.

But once it started.

Love and happiness grew.

Blossomed in Spring.

Flowered in summer.

Was gentle in autumn.

But flew away and was lost in winter.

Now love and greif mix.

I can imagine no one else.

But you.