The Reason
I try to write poems as beautiful as you
Such an impossible thing to do
You might not realize
But you are the reason the sun rises
The reason I don’t believe in good-byes
You’re my fireworks in July
Make my skin tingle
Every time we commingle
Fill my stomach with butterflies
Light my heart with fireflies
So when you think otherwise
I hope you can see it in my eyes
You are the reason there is beauty in the sky
