The quiet journey of a loud mind

To say "I love you"

The words " I love you" could never hold enough weight to fully express how I feel for you. You're the very breath that grants me life and grants life to my words.
The same words that in terrified breath claimed you as a girlfriend .  Exalted as my wife And  thanked you for my son.
oh god, Your eyes. Yes I mean that suntanned mirror that produces my reflection and reveals me for the child I am. They must have been the weapons that nullified Medusa's reflection. Because under their gaze I am frozen.
But Your lips, although soft, part to reveal a jagged blade who's truthful lies cut me to my very core, scarring me so that my beautiful soul may only be revealed in pain.

And your face... the most beautiful thing I have ever gazed upon, leaves me shocked that god will have the audacity to craft something so Devine and leave on the earth. Yes that same face that in times of anger will contort into a unrecognizable mask of unemotion.

Then Your body...yes your temple... the origin of our family... the instrument of our love.who's curves have been carved in ebony flesh, creates a maze that I love to stay lost in... creates a desire to grab  close... to need your warmth. That I know has been claimed by another. Given by spiteful hands.

and your hands. Yes the same hands that out of anger will reach out and punish me, who mighty strike delivers  the weight of an " I love you" when it's owners words have failed her. Yes those hands who's touch sends lightning bolts down my body leaving this man shaking from its unforgiving ecstasy...  have ripped open my heart.