In pictures of you
I see a poem
in full bloom.
A verse
of enchanting words
flowing across
the grim landscape.
Bringing to life petals
to lift the gloom,
because colour bleeds
out of the surroundings,
leaving only you.
A poem on a page,
brightly contrasting
with the grey stains
of this stormy life.
I see intricate detail,
every kiss that should
have been placed,
every word that should
have embraced your soul.
I see the formation
of that smile
in the mountains
that surround,
like a photograph
of a landscape,
too distant for most to see.
I see the way your
hair flows in waves.
Elevating the mundane
into a holiday postcard scene.
Projecting your beauty
onto an already perfect screen.
I see your eyes
in the stars that shine at night,
in the reflective ponds of life.
I see them in the
magnificence of a high-rise,
and in the miniscule life that thrives
where man could barely survive.
I see pictures of you in my mind,
every time I close my eyes,
you are always there,
making my thoughts feel nice.
I feel you in the air,
every atom rustling across my skin,
I see you in the moon,
as it sinks below the horizon,
like slinking under bedsheets,
to give yourself the time to sleep,
and keep your light shining.
Thanks for reading
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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