You are divine.
You walk with the soft magentas
of the auroras twirling around you,
hovering over your angelic silhouette
as though you are magnetic.
You allure people
with your kind expressions,
and when you speak,
the entire universe halts for just a moment because no melody in the world
is as sweet as the sound of your voice.
You radiate an amiable warmth,
and a simple graze of your touch
makes me feel like I'm in the presence
of a beautiful God—
oh how I simply adore you.
You hold the wonders of empyrean bliss
within your golden-laced soul,
and whenever you step so close to me,
your hand lightly brushing my cheek,
you project an oasis of revelations
depicting all the beauty that exists in the world.
Your eyes are deep like the oceans,
your hair is of the softest meadows,
and your skin are the molten colors
of a dreamy sunset.
Your lips are hills of pink roses,
your body is powerful yet benign
like lavish mountains,
and your kindness is like a gentle wind
enveloping the globe into a tight embrace.
Your mind is inked by
the watercolors of the ever-changing sky,
and your love is as burning as the sun and just as calming as the moon.
Yes, I can compare you to all of
the beautiful things suspended
in this boundless universe
and it still wouldn't capture how
truly divine you are.
YOU ARE READING
The Ebb & Flow of Virtue
Poetry~ There is good and bad constantly warring with each other inside you, a small voice resounds in my conscience just as my vision dips underneath the salty water, it is similar to how the land fights with the sea, the sky with gravity, the light...
