Finally

Your eyes are one of the few things that make me smile

They light up when I talk and my insides are on fire

Your voice is pure and imperfect like Katy Perry without auto-tune

It beats the drums in my ears like the heartbeat of a blue whale

Your hands are always cold

But I will hold them in the dead of winter so you are always a part of me

Your legs are slender ivory towers

Often caressed in tight denim and all I can do is want you more

Your hair holds more secrets than any chamber

It is dark like the night but then

Your smile shines like heaven in Paul’s eyes

It’s so beautiful it could kill a man

I fell in love with each part of you

I fell in love and wrote 7 different poems

All about a different part

Idolizing each individually because the thought of them together

Was too much hope for my cynical heart

When you came along

It took me way too long to see

I looked at you and saw only my dreams

My heart blocked off everything about you

You were like pictures in a mansion I was unworthy to look at

When you let me in

When you let my heart search and know you like the back of my eyelids

I shot myself with hope

Drowned in the galaxy of your mind

Melted into your subconscious

Found a place to sit with you

I sat with you decades under the stars

I wrapped myself around you like a blanket

Folding myself into your curves tucking you in

To my memories

So I knew you weren’t my imagination

I wanted to borrow God’s breath

Whisper the stars to you

Hurricane the moon to earth

See it light you up in my dreams

As we watched tides that were way too large

My mind longed to watch you every second

Clicking photographs every moment

Watching you change

I zoomed way too close on your eye

The camera exploded in green and gold

Like the sunset of resurrection

Your eyes, indefinable like an eagle

Played freeze tag with mine

In space

And comets struck the chartreuse plain of your iris

Colliding and fracturing bits of emerald and flecks of gold

And at that moment

As planets spun in your eye

As your face looked like every smile you’d ever wore

Dancing with your hair

Like Etta James, “At Last”

I realized

You were the one I’d written for