You are my man.
You take all that is grey,
And turn it black and white.
Without a fight.
You sweep away the petals,
That dirty my lawn.
And I'm drawn.
You are my man.
You brighten my hue,
Even before I know I want to.
You take my directions,
And merge the four.
You are everything I want,
And even more.

- themelancholypoet