Thoughts of You

JV

I was spoiled by lavish thoughts.

They don't compare, no not at all.

And had this been the best I might not know

What to do with us.

 

Thoughts of a happy ending.

Don’t compare to the moment we lived in.

So focused on a perfect future.

I didn’t focus enough on a perfect present.

 

The air is still hot from our trip to Miami.

Salty from San Diego.

Cold like DC.

Warm like home.

 

I reminisce on us.

I don’t know if you do too.

The good. The bad.

The beautiful. The ugly.

 

I miss you.

Everyday.

Feelings draw me to talk to you again.

But feelings stop me as well.

 

So all I have are the memories.

Some of which you made me get rid of.

How could you take the pictures

When you knew they were all that I would have left.

 

Since you been gone I’ve been having withdrawals.

You were my favorite color.

You are my favorite hue.

Beautiful.

 

A work of art.

A template that cannot be created.

Unique.

A gift from God.

 

But God said I was not worthy of His gift as yet.

He took you

Until I can be deserving of that grace.

You.

 

The moon and stars could be in my face

But my eyes are meant only for you.

You were a book not meant to be read

But still studied and understood.

 

Like a precious artifact.

To be handled with care.

To be observed with admiration.

But unlike others not to be displayed.

 

Because you are more than just an attraction.

You are a work of art

More deserving than the Sistine Chapel ceiling.

But art work can’t see itself. It can feel itself.

 

I pray you see yourself the way the world sees you.

Precious. Beautiful.

Like a sun rise and sunset.

Like the glimmers of diamonds.

 

A ruby among cubic zirconia.

A diamond among coal.

A rose among dandelions.

Beautiful beyond comparison.

 

You say it’s my bias.

You say “yea. To you.”

But what you don’t know is...

It’s to everyone.

 

So I hold on to the time I had with you.

I’m gracious that I got to hold a diamond.

A ruby.

You.

 

 

 

  • Author: J Verde (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 3rd, 2019 06:24
  • Category: Love
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  • FredPeyer

    The woman you write about is not the only work of art here. So is your poem.



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