Watchful Lover
I never understood how you managed to stay afloat
With all the world balancing on your shoulders.
How you glided about so smoothly
Without tripping under the weight.
A careless grin thrown over your shoulder
Bright emeralds gleaming in the afternoon sun.
To say you were a miracle would be
To say flowers were okay
Or spring was feasible.
I loved you the way I loved beauty
Always in appreciation
Scared to get too close lest I tamper with your shine.
The universe knew what it was doing when it cast you down.
It understood the danger of those eyes
The recklessness of that fiery hair
The never-ending need for change in your small person.
I wanted you like a flower
To sit
Under my ever-watchful gaze.
I wanted to pluck you
And watch that smile that always came so easily
Open like wings unfurling.
But alas-
While here
You weren’t truly.
While mine
You weren’t honestly.
You belong to the world
And I-
The watchful lover
Will always do simply that.
Watching lovingly from afar.
Shine brightly my flower.
I’ll be here always.
-Your forever admirer