in front of me, is glory

your eyes speak to me

and your face glows like the sun.

but with transparency,

i don't care what you look like.

your insides beam right through you,

indiscernible features,

in the night and the day.

to me you are the light,

nothing less.

to me, you are what seems to be holy.

you are what they describe in books,

where they talk about angels,

a glorious embroidery in my mind,

a vision of heaven.

it is nothing short of a religious experience,

every time i see you.

when you smile, i see the sun rise

and when you cry, i watch the moon glow.

unwavering & unmatched,

your essence never fades.