With you!
My tongue never runs dry of words-
As it spits them like a machine gun,
Painting worlds from our imagination,
Unbound by the clock's cold reason.
With you!
My feet pivot towards sanity,
Devoting to etching rainbow on gloomy days,
Sparking life into existence when trails press close,
Unshaken by thorns ahead.
With you!
My eyes pierce beyond tangled speech,
fixed on a future framed in fire,
yet curious for what flickers in the now—
sighting tomorrow, pitched in endless smiles.
With you!
My hands trace the arc of your beauty,
stunned by God’s chisel, how it carved you—
flawed, divine, a paradox sculpted in light—
each brushstroke making my soul take flight.
With you!
My ears crave symphonies of your voice,
its timbre a feast, honeyed and raw,
seasoning my soul on a sunlit shore—
our voyage etched in grins, forevermore.
