Am I a fool to ask myself if a rose with any other name would smell as sweet, as the beauty that you possess, that causes me to endlessly concede to my defeat. The wonderful taste of success comes to mind, as I envision our future, so unique and one of a kind. It will be brilliant, full of majesty and glory; as you put your hands in mine and allow my hands to write our story. Like a tempest, you unwind me and enrapture my emotions, causing me to feel divine. You are the biggest temptress as you seduce me with your love, chocolate lacks the same effect; you are royalty in your own right as you have won me over, commanding the utmost respect. Many before you tried to tame the beast within and failed, ran away dejectedly with their cowardliness unveiled. You have captured my heart and set it in stone, saved me from a destiny that promised to bury me alone. Your smile rises every morning, providing the world with light. Your eyes, the sole prize that fill my heart with such delight. The contentment I feel at having you in my life is enough to remove any prisoner's strife. You have encased me in your rapturous respite, as I fall deeper in love and take another bite. Although at times you are like a child, with innocence projected in your eyes; I may act beguiled until I look at you and feel the warmth of a sunrise. You are my only one, the sole supporter of my cause. I am able to accept you with your flaws, and for all this you are worthy of an ovation coupled with the most thunderous applause.
Time stood still for nary a soul, it dragged its feet, aching and old. Blistering heat that made us melt, we were once softer than silk felt. Hallowed hearts wind whistled through, covered in bruises, black and blue. Hardly broken, but maybe bent, running on empty and love spent. There comes a day in all our lives, when our failures cut deep as knives. But you shall remain a triumph, you stayed with me, like a science. Words were whispered, curses, we'd shout, until the blood drained from our mouths. Yesterday—softer than silk felt; seems like all we do these days is yell.
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