It is You

Your hands have the strength
Of the years you have lived.
Your face has the map of the future
Imprinted in lines, that everyday
I trace with loving fingers.
Your eyes hold a truth that
I searched for everyday of my life,
And never found till I gazed in
A blue so deep that I fell, gasping for air,
And then felt the strength of your hand,
Hold me up, let me breath, let me fly,
With you beside me, giving me back the trust
I thought I would never have again.
It is you