Lost

And yet .... I always trip into you.

A familiar foundation, upon which
I've built my truth.

Forgetting fashion,
I never had that kind of sense,
but I know a good thing when I find it.

You are my commitment ... so well spent,
well worn in, like my favorite pair of jeans,
sincerely comfortable and simply everything to me.

Designer beautiful
with no label innocence,
you are the rarest real -
without pretense.

I am humbled
by a tender blush within a smile,
knowing you care oceans
for every drop spilled from my eyes.

I stand blessed
more than I deserve to be.

For even without a prayer,
your heart always has a way of finding me.