Stars shine within her eyes,
a light touch
making everything feel alright,
and if a comet appeared
in our skies for just a blink,
before crashed into earth.
Bringing the rubble
of an apocalyptic aftermath,
as continents sink.
I'd still only see
those lights shining bright.
You could say I'm a troubled,
delusional guy.
That she doesn't contain
a ball of nuclear fusion inside,
but I swear it's not illusional.
Her love is star sized.
And if our tides were sent askew,
drowning the cities,
streets and avenues.
I'd still feel her,
soothing my own storms.
Calming my boat
so I can still sail on.
You may call me irrational,
playing with make belief.
But I know the relief she brings
when she smiles.
It's behind those tantalising eyes.
I've felt the tides within me
become mirror reflective glass,
and this is no tale of fantasy,
or story written in the bygone past.
She holds the seasons
in her lips.
In summery she brings passion,
springs a rebirth in wintery cold hearts,
and revitalises those autumn sighs
when darkness starts to slip,
but it's in her eyes
that the universe
really shines out.
People may call me a dreamer,
fantasist.
I prefer romanticist.
I know the way forever feels
when it is kissed
by eternities warming lips.
And like a river
these thoughts
keep flowing. Like breathing they just appear.
Never cease moving me to tears,
even when the banks are eroded
and someone has dammed the way.
There are no words to describe
the sway her waters hold on me.
She smiles
and I'm just the clouds
in their air, floating.
Her magic is always there
and ill keep it close to me
every single day.
Thanks for reading
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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