I want you to have
Something of mine...
Something
More than words,
But words alone
Are the art
I design.
When I sit down to write
I picture you
As a series of gestures,
A palette of colours;
And you become
A jumbled mosaic
Of feelings—
Images
Like tropical fish
Swim in the bathysphere
Inside my head;
They pixelate
Coalesce...
Into the idea of you.
And from this poetry
I make a jewelry
Of words for you,
Drawn
From your essence
To flash and burn with fire,
To glow brighter
Than diamond stars;
Until all will see
Even in darkest night,
How you bedazzle
And sparkle
With your own light.