you are a wallflower, calm and observant and accepting of others
you are the love people pray for and the hymns they sing on sleepy sunday mornings
you are beauty and you're busy making me into a masterpiece
you trace my every outline with a shaky finger painting my skin with colors that bring out the shadows of my cheekbones and the holes in heart.
you reassure me that there is divinity and simplicity coexisting
you lift me up above the world, spinning on its axis and put me in orbit around your shining sun
and you watch my comets soar appreciating their juxtaposition of fire trailed by ice
you understand my quietness and give me time to pick apart my words letter by letter
know I have to have times hands grasped firmly in mine
you give definition to every word my trembling voice manages to form.
turning my nouns into objects of desire and verbs into movies with the sound off
you are everything to me . I am everything to you
and I swear to God, that's the best thing in my life