The waves of magnolias bear no comparison to the complexity of your eyes,
Your hair of velvet flowing in the wind like a thousand silent seas.
As nightfall burns like quiet embers, the stars stare at us through evergreens.
Compassion so fortifying, so vital, it writes perfection in the skies.
The way the evergreens encase us in a gridlock of astounding silence,
Forces you to pull me tighter, ever so near.
I assure you, my love, there’s no need to worry, nothing to fear.
You’re here with me, under a billion sleeping diamonds.
Your skin reflects the moonbeams as the stars paint this charcoal night.
Your perplexing beauty in the radiation makes me fall in love more and more.
I’m silent, your innocence igniting my core.
I want to soar above empires, you and I in a weightless flight.
If the skies fall, crashing down like a heavy snow,
I would press my head to your chest, listening to your heart’s slow, calculated beat.
Death can approach with an army, an infinite force, an incalculable fleet,
But I'm here with you, under a flourescent, midnight glow.
Beautiful, kylejco.
Beautiful, kylejco. Exquisite.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "