Times met with shimmering brilliance when I gaze the night sky.
The moment I look into your eyes, storms rage deep inside.
Causing waves of emotions of utter peace with joy, in maddening degrees.
Rising temperatures meeting a cold heart thawed into beating rhythms.
May I place myself in humble apologies because of my desire to be close?
I feel not the need but with solemn reason I declare that these feelings are rare.
Words and inspirations find quivering lips and fidgetting fingers, Wishing to trace your own.
I promise not yesterday nor let the morrow end with my conclusions.
Let me continue in present to be as you see me.
A fallen man who has risen to meet his imperfections and continues to live in confidence.
The strength not my own and though fate is not a word I find with meaning, I hold to the certainty I would never have loved anyone like you.
You are the wish upon a star.
You are my love.