Who are you?

Oh if you could see your beauty, if I could spend but a moment in your eyes

An unrequited love

A never ending yearning

The haunting of your words burn through me like acid rain on a solitary winters morning.

I cannot sleep, I cannot dream, I cannot move, there is nothing but your eyes, windows to a seemingly forgotten world, A faint memory of a life lived long before…

I look at you and all wonders seen before pale in any attempt of comparison, if believing in magic was a prerequisite for life, my beginning would be now, bound to majesty never before witnessed…

You are my heart, my life, my home

Your words could lay rest the most wicked of souls
Your beauty launch ships more than history has told,
In the eye of the beholder, I am yours just the same,
All of me is yours but to claim…

Mere moments are frozen in time, unable to move, hindered by this space/time continuum, everything within you, everything that is you, is pure, unadulterated perfection…