• I found Religion in your eyes
    Because God leans against your retina
    Provoking a soulful melody from a viola
    And when he tires, he walks through the forest of your iris
    How I envy God in this moment….
    I found Music on your lips
    Because each note that spills from them
    Collects to create a symphony of honey-sweet sound
    Arpeggios of Tonics, Minor Thirds, and Perfect Fifths
    All intertwining to create the chord
    That David strummed to please the Lord
    And when those lips curl into a smile
    Little licks of lyric leak from the corners
    God, how I would love to press those lips to mine
    So I could hear your music reverberate in my skull
    I found Art in your body
    Each curve carefully crafted by a patient hand
    Each strand of hair a brushstroke on canvas
    And the way your chest rises and falls in time with your breath…
    You are a moving sculpture
    An architectural masterpiece
    I found Poetry in you
    Every part of you.
    Each finger and toe is a syllable
    And your limbs, swaying gracefully with your stride,
    Are complex rhyme schemes,
    Offering themselves to complement each other
    Your spine has been forged with syntax
    And your posture is the flowing meter
    That carries the wisdom of your wordplay
    to all those that can appreciate it
    How I long to have your poetry
    So I could tell you I love you
    In the way you deserve.
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