A young sapling…
With so much passion
So much energy
Patiently vining its way
through the dark, passionate labyrinths of life.
Impatient, at times,
To touch,
To taste,
To feel…
That's what you were, then.
When I first beheld those eyes
They were refreshingly fresh,
constantly curious…
Trying to capture each moment in life;
Yet, as a rare combination of perfect colors,
They had the depth of a pundit
right by the side of that playful, sensuousness...
Now Grown…
Grown to be the masterpiece
of a young talented artist…
Grown to be the cruel hybrid
of a Darcy and a Dorian...
Grown.. To be owned
by a contemporary queen.
Regardless…,
I will be the beholder
Of your life's painting.
I will be the oldest reader
Of the long novel of your life...
Cz I am a patient gamer,
I am a curious reader
till my mature eyes rest.
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