As the run rises in the east, I'm taken aback by her beauty. It takes all that
I have to contain myself, to hold onto my sanity. Her beauty astounds me,
takes me to new worlds I had yet to discover. I'm fascinated. I'm
dedicated. I'm in awe. No one's beauty was ever so breathtaking. I cannot
believe the pounding of my heart as I hear her name. Her breath is
my breath, as she is the air that I breathe. As the sun rises, the beauty
I behold just looking into her eyes, seeing that divine smile, feeling free.
She is my sun, my light, my life. I refuse to let her go.
This is my first prose. I posted it
in one of my poetry links in
Facebook as well.
10:48 a.m. on 2-17-2015