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