an ode to you,
honey sweet and cheeks of beet-
root and icy gaze, dainty lips
and heat-worn haze,
an ode to you,
with your hair of woven silk touched by Minos,
far set sight on a paradise to where only thee knows,
a place you will build your abode, your home of rest,
where you will wake accompanying the dawn’s brilliant crest…

it is only from faith and loyalty that i love one like you,
and it is only a blessing that you adore me too;
and it is a wonder how i can hope for your diamond-crusted lashes
to graze my cheek, and how I can always rebirth from my ashes
just in time to greet your dusk
just in time to quell my unsettled brusque.

an ode to you.
and to the memories we do not know we are making.