Something More

When our love feels like the autumn or winter sun.
May we allow it to become something more.

When our love feels like the spring or summer sun.
May we; too, allow it o become something more.

For feelings like the seasons and the daily sun come and go.

Love, I have come to learn is always something more.

May we always allow our love to be more than what we
thought it could be.

And unlike that far away sun. If there is to be any distance,
let it only be in how far together we have come.