for her.

my heart stopped yet skipped
the first time i saw you through the screen
a moving glimpse, yes
but the trees held their breath in anticipation of the storm to come a beauty i had never seen

she had beautiful long hair
that shimmered with her every move
a beautiful voice that was pure
and she had this confidence, this groove

i could write novels about her
i could write one for her
songs to celebrate her
to glorify her

i get nervous hearing her voice
she sounds like pink and purple sunsets
she feels like drinking a pinacolada, cooling, calming
she gives me this buzz, as drunk as ill get

how lovely her voice is
i think i love her
maybe i do
perhaps its her magnetic lure

or her **** nails
maybe her white crop top
she wore
on our first date

or her eyes,
that look so similar to mine
that shine so brightly

and we’re so close
i can see my eyes in hers
her eyes are mirrors
reflecting the love i feel towards her

the stars cannot compete
with her beauty
einstein cannot compete with her brains
and no one is more strong, more beautiful, or more amazing than she.