The Sparkle of His Eyes

The stars in his eyes 

Sparkle like the midday sun

Always guiding me

 

He supports my dreams

Letting me live through white stars

And the steam of my coffee

 

He compliments me

As subtle as petrichor

Washing over my arms

 

Love is white roses

Easily blackened by choice

But strong when its fed

 

Love is my white dream

My fortress in clouds of light

The moon to my stars

 

Love is supporting

Love is selfless in choice

Love is tough magic

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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