I thought you were the finest piece of art
that I've ever laid eyes upon,
you were so complex...exquisite.
so exquisite that the voices and noises around us
would fade out when you'd take a breath.
as if you were distinctly placed
in the museum of Fine Arts;
you were admirable.
constantly leaving anyone in aw
who viewed you as I did.
you were piece by piece, hand by hand
crafted and molded
into the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
the pigment of blues in your eyes
were so particular;
you'd think you'd find the sky in them,
even when you're indoors.
if you looked close enough
you'd probably fall in love as hard as I did.


GM