ELEMENTAL NATURE

You are like water,

you flow and change 

and wrap around every object 

that surrounds you, 

you grow, you fight, and 

you become bigger, better. 

Your mind is like a river

and your hands are like beacons 

that talk into the universe 

and the universe talks back to you 

because you are one with it 

and you are infinite 

and grand and pure.

You are like fire, 

your touch is warm

and calming

and you glow like the sun

in the summer. 

You are like fire 

because your energy is pink 

and red

with some sparks of oranges and yellows, 

I can see you from a mile away.

You melt the ice in my heart 

and the blue in my veins

and you make me feel alive 

with just the comfort of your gaze 

and then, there's the color of your cheeks 

every time we get together, and 

ugh... I'm so fixed

that I can't even breathe, 

you are so gorgeous.

You're like the earth,

your hands are the soil 

in which life begins, 

your hair is the moss 

shining in the morning 

and branches grow out of your fingertips

as your mind blossoms. 

and you explode in a million colors

you are art 

and as such 

you speak the truth of a thousand words, 

your truth...

and I love that.

You are like the wind, 

everlasting changing, 

moving, flowing, 

singing with the trees. 

and then, there is your smell 

that drips, like oil flowing down the windows

sticking to my fingernails, 

making its way into my bed.

I can almost feel you, 

every time I take a breath,

is like sleeping in the woods, 

with the stars above my head.

You are the most beautiful wind of November,

welcoming winter, burning sunset, 

blossoming flower. 

You smell like the warmest of snowflakes, 

like the greenest of sunflowers.

like wet earth

and like wormwood. 

In your eyes

I see the beginning and the end,

the Alfa and the Omega, 

and all the constellations 

that connects the threads of time,

because when I see you 

I see everything that ever was 

and everything that ever will be, 

you are like a mirror to infinity 

where I can only see myself,

the stars, and you.

You make me dream  

when I'm awake 

and stay awake at night, 

and like an everlasting fever, 

you are like opium 

or penicillin at the hospital 

or like a really good cup of coffee

 in the morning, 

I'm staggered

and it's scary. 

Pure magic

That's what you are, 

a spell cast into the wind, 

a seance 

where the only words spoken 

are the ones to spell your name, 

and so, you are eternal, 

in every song,

in every painting,

in every stoned left unturned 

and every grain of sand

of every desert in the world, 

there is no place where I don't see you, 

you are everywhere,

because you are everything to me

I hate that I love that you exist.