I ache to think of when the sun rises Because once the light hits the surface of your window Scattering rays in abstract patterns And beautiful, glittering gold The toll bells for me to leave Though I don't wish to go I'd much rather stay and watch the way The morning light pools over your shoulders And lean in and kiss the soft skin Glowing amber I'd much rather listen to your pulse Slow and steady by sleep Wondering if your dreams Are any bit of sweet or wonderful as you I wonder if they star me in them Though I can't be all that interesting No, perhaps what you dream about Is something I can never comprehend After all, what a beautiful mind you have And I've taken refuge in it Somehow I managed to snag a small space And occupy a bit of your time And every moment I'm with you makes me curse the ticking of every clock As each second that dawns closer to morning Signals my departure But until then I'll watch the golden threads Weaving through your hair Touching your locks and making you appear As breathtaking as any otherworldly being As I chuckle to think that perhaps you are, in fact, from another world How else would you be the miracle you are Managing to like someone like me Who really isn't worth the time of day With your spools of gold that make up your mind Glittering with every thought that acts as a match to light your passions And I love to watch you come alight with excitement Overjoyed At whatever topic you speak about For the words you say tumble out like soft music notes Almost visible through the air as they hit my ears And ever so pleasant to listen to And the determination that makes up your skin Sculpted from marble Smooth and slick Yet still hardened from life Is something my fingers desire to run across And polish with affection As you shine in contentment And defend in opposition And the delicate way your hands move As you cup my cheek Never have I been deserving of such careful treatment And the way your eyes are made from a drop of every ocean imaginable Culminating into a blend of blues and greens Drowning me in awe As your gaze lands on me And the way the red of your cheeks Is similar to roses Coveted and admired And the heart of yours I've somehow stolen Even if it's only for a moment And I doubt I have all of it But even the tiny shards I've managed to caress I'm grateful for Is made from the light of stars and quietude of the night Cosmic fibers weaving it together With drops of the sun to make it glow And dipped in the moon to make it shine Even in the darkness So I'll still kiss you when the morning comes Reminiscing of all the extraordinary things about you That I've somehow gotten to see And the feeling of longing will leave me The moment you kiss me back Because mornings only last so long But nights can be infinite.
It's not in the traditional style of poetry I write in, but..I hope any readers enjoy it (even if it's only a little). I tried to describe the subject of the poem using various similes that would elicit mental images relative to the description (such as the heart or mind parts of the poem). Hopefully someone got something out of it.