Your eyes are forests.
Still and quiet at first glance
but there is a
darkness
to them.
I am not afraid of your
whispering hollows and
eerie calls.

Your skin is a cliff side
etched with countless
stories and memories.
Smooth and rough and
scarred,
but that is the beauty of it.

Your mind is an ocean.
Delve into the
endless and unknown
with no fear.
I will not hold back my
curiosity
As you do not hold back your
crashing tides.

See;
I wish to tell you what I see
when I look at you.
But you cannot explain
all the wonders of this life in mere
Words.

Your soul is a part of earth.
It is made of
rose petals and
honey and
dirt and
stones and
you should know
how magnificent that is.

you are living.
breathe.