Canaries & Harp Strings

Her heart is one of a kind. The only star out of a thousand night skies that could completely knock me to my knees. She's beautiful. A work of art. Her eyes, her skin, her words I breath in. My lungs the freeze, when she speaks she sings, like Canaries & Harp Strings. She's everything to me. She's the moment of overwhelming joy to the silent buzz of radio white noise. No matter how simple or how great. She is the sun holding my universe in place. She is the definition of the love premonition my mother instilled in me. She's my childhood and she doesn't even know it. Lasting like history my love is ongoing. She solves life's mysteries when she wakes me up and kisses me. How lucky am I? To have a woman that shines brighter than the sun, moon, and stars combined. The best part about living is knowing she's mine. No one else can have her. Hugs, kisses, arguments, and laughter, I want it all for years after.