I Am Told

I am told that you are mine,

I just don't see when.

Maybe now or in future?

Or the ages back then?

I believe that you are mine,

I just don't know how much.

Like the speck of the snow flake

Or the snow bed crust?

I am aware that you are mine,

Just trying to figure out, how?

Like the moon has light,

Or the branches that bough?

I know that you are mine,

Just wanna see till when!

Till the day blends into night,

Or till we breath last?