Titles are Overrated

Part 109

If only there was

a word

strong enough to convey

my love and appreciation

for someone

as incredible and kind

as you.

But there isn't -

and so 

I will try to do so

with a thousand words,

that perhaps

don't make any sense at all.

Your the makings 

of an angel,

with a halo of crystals. 

Wingless you may be,

but still

you go above and beyond

for everything 

and everyone.

Your blood is made of

the finest gold,

but oh my darling -

don't you dare

let anyone,

not even yourself

spill it.

I do not need 

to see it

to know you are

pure and bright -

precious.

Each word you say

is like a cool breeze

on a hot summer's day -

it makes me breathe

a little easier,

feel a little lighter.

You are more magical and beautiful

than any sunset or sunrise.

Your heart

is made of a gemstone,

so precious and shiny

that everyone wants it.

God,

your veins are laced

from the strings 

of an angel's harp.

Light flows from you

like a stream -

I would gladly

be taken down current.

You are so full of life

that all the flowers

bloom when you walk by.

Please do not ever

let that part of you

wilt away -

you are one of a kind

in this strange world,

and you deserve it all.

you outshine all things that are bright and beautiful