'Big Things For Granted, Small Things Enchanted'

I love the small lakes over the deep ocean...
The way she moves like placid, so swift but passive...
So raw and real, the only thing you could describe as real...
She, had a way to her walk, a rhythm of her smile...
Those lips trapped my heart in the meanwhile...
I stayed hesitant, being reminded of all the other times I was hurt...
But with her, there was truth in her eyes, she wore her soul on her sleeves...
Never was there a girl who could understand my grieve...
You took the time to learn my ways, understood my movements and why I protected with blaze...
You found me in the pit of hell, reminded me there is light outside...
You re-introduced me into the moon and stars...
Pointed to the beauty, and brought blood to my heart...
With every vein working harder than the next, my lines pump for your attention, demanding respect...
Though you gave it from the get, this thing that felt like death was neglect...
You know my secrets, my past and preaches...
My words inspired by your attitude, the way you attack life with such force...
A frame so small, creating such a mass...
You made me appreciate the small things at last...
Yes oceans are dangerous, but deep and beautiful...
I learned to invite you to my lake, together our waves clash forming something heavier than tsunami waves...
Earthquake plates and fault lines awake...
Shook our lives in such a way we did not wait...
Left no time for discussion, our lips touched, our minds opened...
Big things for granted cause the small things matter...
Small things enchanted cause the big things don't matter...
I love you my butter fly, give me wings in our next life