Assigned by angels to be the vessel of your opal eyes
I don't mind
These days all I want to see is the radiance you bring forth a tranquil break in the folds streaming through me
As I stand in regard with the threads of yours wrapped around mine a spatial interlude long glimpses at your blueprints in my sights the daybreak of my existence the gleaming brilliance of yellow the daring cosmos of nights’ sky Those night skies
its expanse I clear with no expense I only hope for you for you to notice the bones of mine that bloom after you a synthesis so sweet as I see you glance back to me as we dance across this field as I tread light a nimbus and a kite
the vessel of your opal eyes a contract laced with gold dusted with your breath.