Grow Old With You

I remember long hours, gazing into those deep oceans.

But you never noticed me.

How could you notice me?

I was just a stranger, gazing at you from Neptune.

Journey bolder than the seven seas.

Should I have been on another galaxy?

None of it would have mattered.

Our moment was not meant to be.

But I asked in reverence for our stars to align.

I would catch a ride on a comet, falling faster than Romeo.

Our worlds would collide in triumph.

Trumpets and saxophones.

Our lives enmeshed instantly.

Woven through those meticulous strands of our time spent together.

Your personality more vibrant than the sun.

Your soul the unleavened bread.

Your heart illuminates two worlds colliding,

Culminating in a cataclysmic splendor.

Upon reaching the meridian of your celestial body.

While gliding along those salacious curves.

Gentle arches.

Soft delectable crème are you calves.

And a kiss coated with honey.

I long to live in your dreams.

We would sleep for eternity.

In our own private Elysium.

Then you would finally notice me.

Gazing deeply into those green, crystal shards.

More valuable than all the emeralds in the world.

I would be so privileged if you would let me see-Into your heart.

—Please!

That soft line connecting the tip of your nose

To the small of your chin.

I memorized every detail of those soft curves on your face.

But you never noticed me.

And now we are face-to-face.

I cheated Destiny in a game of cards.

Our bodies will age from our vibrant youth.

As the age of old ushers in the new.

But I will relinquish eternity.

Just to grow old with you.