"You have the most entrancing eyes..."

Lost in the bespectacled reverie of her
glancing aura illuminating as we share
the last ride towards the Milky Way,
a chariot of bright glowing orange hues
and red sparkles.

"You have the smile of an angel..."

Wings, white feathers tethered to the
sinews of bone and constructed memories,
a strand that bore hope entwined with faith,
flying to somewhere into nowhere,
just as long as we had each other.

"You have the heart of a mother..."

A shooting star powered by the backlit canopy
of ideals and tribulations inside this perfect
shell call Asphodel, a goddess with unmatched
eloquence, class, dignified charity and grace;
heart of a mother, smile of an angel, in your eyes.