An Indescribable Type of Gorgeous

For some reason, I never struggled to find the words to write about you. It's like every moment, every heart aching second you're within reach, my mind overflows with compassion and daring, unfiltered poems of wincing admiration. Can you tell when I'm terrified? Can you tell that my heart is sore from the constant abuse of unreconciled love? And isn't it quite pathetic that when the world is at peace and the wind is quelling the quivering trees, my soul burns with unbearing emotion I can't describe? The world is quiet, but I, I am loud. The sun is shining, but my skin is cold from the absence of touch. And dear, my eyes are going blind, because you brought color and depth to my existence. Without you, the universe is a dull, lonely place. And it's impossible to look up at the twinkling, vibrant stars and not think of the only one who can bring them to shame. You're a color that doesn't exist- somewhere between deep black and a rosy, blushing pink. You're a melody that doesn't need lyrics, because somehow your essence could never fill a million sheets of paper. You're an illusion that yearns to be deciphered, a matrix that boasts an unsolvable solution. You're the calming, whispering sea that holds a thousand mysteries, but we all dare scan the surface for answers. You're deeper than the sky, and glow more than fire itself. When I look at your face, all I see is warmth; all I see is glowing, lashing beauty fierce with life and everlasting flame.

But you're indescribable, anyhow.