#37 Special

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I like oceans
but more beautiful are
your hazel eyes,
like sunsets filled with
oranges and yellows,
each moment
a different shade.

They melt me whenever
they encompass me.
How do you manage
to ruminate every
corner of my being with
your love? How are you
dripping and oozing
in sweetness and passion still?
Even after so many years
you're still the same...

Every moment
you make sure to
make me feel loved,
wanted and heard.
You always tell me
how special
my existence
is to you.

Your adulation has me weak.
You fill me with courage when I
most need it. You are my
guiding light, like the firefly
in the darkest night, your weaving
touch of your hands has me
breathing quick.

Impatient to be healed
from this broken mess,
you're my resolution.
To chase the light and
paint the canvas with it
even if it leaves smudges
by my tainted pieces,
by the expectations that
come with every season,
And by the heartbreak and
wounds from my past.

How do I paint it so
it reaches the depths
of my feelings?
Whatever happened,
I've chosen to seek
better meanings.
Where you're my night-sky,
my forever, my guardian angel.
You're the lantern who
always stayed on
no matter what.

I can't tell you how much
I appreciate you, as
more than friends,
more than lovers,
and more than just
a being who held
my hand at my lows.
You are special.

*****

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