Simplicity

Life is a simpler thing when she is near;
Not less exciting, interesting, or tense,
But less excruciating. Every fear
Is minimized, though it had been immense,
And all the good that I have done or seen
Comes flooding back into my memory
As lively as at first, as fresh, as green.
My worries and my insecurity
Can be expunged by her most potent smile,
And with her touch my heart becomes most light.
When she is here I think I float the while,
While no disturbance can approach my sight.
Such joy it is, and all from knowing her:
Though she's not always here, I wish she were.