The rays of the sun
splash across your face—
so familiar,
so known,
yet somehow
so incredibly far away.

Angel kisses
dance along your skin,
cheeks flushed
with shades of cerise.

Your smile is my haven
from dark, from light,
from every shade of confusion.

I find comfort in your eyes,
losing myself
in the waves of ocean within them.

Not even the gods themselves
have held such beauty.
What a masterpiece
the world has made in you.

My usual jealous eyes
are clouded by amazement.
All I can do is hope
you'll let me stare
a little longer.

And still—
I can’t help but despise the thought
that others get to feel this too,
that you make them
feel
so.