Promised Land.

Your smile lights up my days like the morning sun. At night, you illuminate my world, my moon, you are the one. Your eyes filled with fiery embers, radiance emanates deep within, molten rock and lava blow your cover when it's clear that you are suffering. The same eyes that are filled with pools of wonder, with such vast expanses of wisdom that I could get lost. My mind is your playground, and your heart is my home; tell me all your secrets as we set sail for Rome. I kiss my feet for leading me down the path that ended at your own; majestically, you own me, as you help me climb atop your throne. The hands, and arms that hold me might as well be impenetrable castle walls, like a cushion, you are my comfort, as you protect me from my falls. Your ears listen endlessly, never hinting at judgment or mistrust, the chemicals between us bubble, fizz, pop, and spontaneously combust. Laughter fills our home from the wee hours of the morning until late at night, there is a fire within me that threatens to control me, you are the kindest knight. Now if only I could find someone to make these words ring true, my idealistic future would surely begin to brew. Until then, I will wait refusing to settle for footprints in the sand, one day I will find my salvation, you will be my promised land.