at least five natural phenomenon
sit within every strand of your iris.

the thrashing ocean or the
roaring skies alone aren't
enough to describe the
passion within your gaze.

the brims of absolute chaos
brush against each other abrasively,
and while the rest of the world
gapes in awe of such a rare occurrence,
you take no notice to it because
it happens every tenth of a second
within the blink of your kaleidoscope  eyes.

just the simplest aspects of you
are unfathomable to me,
i could study your very existence for hours
and still be in total and complete admiration.

your exterior provides even the
least curious individual an urge for inquiry.
i may never fully decipher you,
but that's the very joy in your presence.
i never know what alcove of
your beautiful soul i'll wander into next.

n.h.