I'd rush to see him, heart thumping in my chest
To Be the first to reach that door
Alone for seconds before...
His face, knowing
Carved brows and stature
Assuring light, of majesty
Out of breath even with at full rest
A rosed complexion
I could not Vex
How would I ever express
An adoration so esteemed
Of purest Nature
*and deepest dream
A fifteen year heartache. I've yet to shake the torture of never getting to verbally express