shesanargonaut:

Love, you are golden,
sky blue eyes, and
a heart made of ocean
and broken sea glass.

You love softly, quietly,
pressed like petals, you keep
your intentions in your pockets,
letting the color seep into
your skin. I know how tender
your hands feel through your
newspaper print words, have felt
the pages of your aches in my palms.

You are starlight, the subtle glow
of the heavens wandering through
a plane of existence, the tremor of
life held in a gaze. I hold your hands
in mine always, guilelessly loving you
with all of my being, sincerely taking
comfort in your smile.

Your voice is hummingbird soft.
Your thoughts are shadows reaching for the flame.
You are beautiful, in your loneliness and engulfing
allure.