Adored: Poem

Adored

All steps lead to your door; all paths lead to you somehow.
When I saw you the very first time, it was evident to me
Life’s doors opened and closed for you. That my life
That the years, all these days and nights lay in your eyes.
Adored you are, adored you will remain, come what may.
Life can be fickle. My heart, however, is sworn to secrecy
Though sometimes weary; but walking, walking
On this road of destined love. Adored you are.
You will always be.
Precious as the air I breathe,
As vital as life is to me.

Copyright (text and image): Rani Turton