I am the shadow,
that worships her footsteps,
I am the rising street,
rising to kiss her gentle feet,
I am her sigh in the morning,
and in nights I am her pining.
I am the sunrise that she wakes for,
My love’s light brightens up her day,
I am the moonlight that she sings to,
which in the darkness lightens her way.
I am the flower whose fresh scent,
refreshes the breeze that goes her way.
What am I to the one who loves me?
I am the sweat beneath her fair brow,
and breeze that cools it sweet,
Who am I to the one seeks me?
I am the answer to her question,
in whom she loses all reason.
She is the one I live for,
every moment with her,
is a gift of love,
and every moment I am away,
her memory is a song,
cheering me throughout the day.
If you see her you will know,
the one of whom I speak,
her smile and laughter will charm you,
and her goodness will reform your soul,
for she took a crook like me, an upstart,
and transformed the thief of her heart.
Charlie Bottle's passion is poetry. He has lived on three continents, speaks five languages and loves different cultures, people, music and food. He believes that "Poetry uses the economy of words to express the essence of our humanity." It is this magical use of brevity to express the profound that drew him to poetry. While his professional and personal life has pulled him in different directions, He continues in his discipleship of the craft and writes whenever the muse moves him. While English is his second language it is the language in which he lives, breathes, thinks and writes poetry.