Sapphire gleaming, gazing into your eyes

Thought luminescing, life flooding my veins

Word seems imperfect, passion is language

Nothing fits; life is love and love is life



When spoken in tones, soul graced dreams

My life flashed before my eyes; the past was dead

The past is dead, your shining eyes fill my mind

Wind carries our thoughts away,

The concept of a perfect love, jeweléd dreams and glimpses of life

A crystalline chalice which holds all your passion

Light refracting, on walls of your soul patterns emerge

Dreams you once sought, life you wanted to live

Turquoise and vermillion, your atmosphere holds you

Cradles you and your angelic being, the perfection of emotion



Shining, knowing, all conflict is A double edgéd sword,

                                               Dulled by the atmosphere of subsiding water, in my soul

    Life is worth living, our love Glances from strikes by fate,

                                               To not be as dreaded as unparalleled restraint of the eye

         Idle rest days behind us, The future's passion to come

                                               Glinting, unheeded and holding our breaths, we take fate by the bridle

             We can spend forever In each other's arms, we are imperfect but love is not

Always We will live forever

             In each other's arms we find consolation and meaning, truth to behold



                                     who had sought an angel, with turquoise eyes

                                             that I am worthy to behold you

                that passion courses through my mind, unable to speak words fast enough

                    unable to begin to surmise beauty or show emotion so passionately

                                       that i would someday know your grace

                                      and vernacular constructs digress at best

and

When i close my eyes, i see yours piercing back

And time halts itself courteously for the moment

Vermillion and lithe, our passions meet openhanded

And when it tries to find an end, there will never be

Truthful and graceful, i lay myself to rest

Wond'ring how I was struck with your amazing self

You're so beautiful,

In every way...