A Time to Be

There's a time to be silly,
And a time to be serious-
And I love the way he draws the line.
I like the way he thinks,
And he makes me think too.
I love the way he talks,
But not as much as the way
He always follows through.
I really love honesty,
And he puts things plain.
I love what he wants for me,
What he wants for us.
There's a time to be bold
And a time to be afraid.
He fixes things,
He fixes me,
And he hates having to go.
He works, he plays,
And he encourages me,
Compliments me,
In the most surprising ways.
I surprise him too,
And I love that I can.
He likes that I write,
He loves that I sing,
And wants me to continue both.
We have problems from the past
But push them behind us.
There's a time to be focused
And a time to be in control.
He wants to run with me,
Talk with me, fight with me.
He wants to teach me,
Learn from me, explore with me.
He talks about building
And I talk about trust,
But we've got time for both.
He likes my pet
And I like his.
I accept him,
And he accepts me.

Another Round

If I had another day
I'd spend it with you anyway.
If I had another life
I'd still want you in it.
Old love moves on,
Even when nothing new comes along.
Days keep breathing
And the tide rushes out.
The cold waves drown my feet,
My jeans are wet,
But I don't care.
I love the push and tug,
I love the pull and drag.
Sand in my flip flops,
Sand in my car.
The sun falling down,
The wind picking up.
A day, a night, another round.