I barely even let my eyes
drift over you
the first time we met but now
I think you're as beautiful
as the aurora or orion's nebula
or candyfloss or a sunny day
all rolled into one and
stamped in gold leaf.

When you rest your hand on my thigh
when you call me sweetheart
I feel my ice heart cracking
I feel my childish innocence
and long lost naivety
come shuddering back in painful waves
dragging insecurity
old scars are splitting open
I think you might heal them away.

I actually said
"I'm all yours always"
Me, the girl who rolls her eyes for a living
turns green at the sight of kissing
I'm so afraid of losing you
I've known you for a week
I've known you longer than I've known myself
I know you like the flowers in my garden bloom every time spring rolls around
reliable and beautiful and brilliant.