Stumbling unto your gaze,

A smirk replaces my demure look,

Your glance penetrating my heart, mind, and body

Somehow the dress you are wearing coats you perfectly, I’m awed by your physical beauty.

Yet there is something to be said about your soulful aesthetic. Your self awareness, your subtle assertion and obvious demand of respect.

You mentally captured me and somehow I hang up framed in your mind, wondering am I merely a collected item or a priceless artifact.

Your heart loudly moves the rhythm of my intent as I see you as more than flesh like we met before, or we are somehow the same being or starburst or flame.

You embody revolution, like we could overturn the satanic elitist, brandish our skin and start a family of future leaders.

Merely a place to call home, not in the minimal sense but more of a fly love song. Where after a long absence our return cues melodies from heaven.

I see you as my eyes are closed and I even envision you as I gaze into the horizon, sitting by lakes reminiscing on memories yet to happen.

Arguments that have yet to take place and creative ways to remind you of my love for you.

My mouth merely spewing words that have been held hostage in my heart to let you know you are my external source of inspiration.

My melody and rhythm, we share in-depth synchronization. You are a forever mood.

One that makes me dance in rejoice, sing in praise, and shout in benevolence.

You will be my lifetime Mood.

Even when pain enters my heart, disappointment seeps into my mind, and adversity stares at me through your beautiful eyes. I will find beauty and spread love on your scars, give compassion to your wounds, and overcome your past.

If you let me.

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