Stardust In Her Eyes
She sees me as a lustrous light of celestial origin
a blazing-blast, blistering-fast, free-flight beam
to thrill the sky's wide-eyed gaze
this little bright eyed boisterous boy
that spins and runs on Saturn's swirling rings
chasing marbles 'round and 'round against the wind
She thinks me powerful, an invincible protector
my flesh a shield from all danger
slayer of mythical-horned-armored-broaching beasts
this silly small boy that skims rocks
from shore to distant shore unseen
watching ripples write adventures
on the water's flustered face
She deems me the roguish romancer
with soft steel arms to faint
safely warm within securely spent
this foolish little boy that steals sweet kisses
laughing that she allows such brazen boldness
while standing on his head to just amuse
she proclaims me champion of her heart and soul
the one…the only…the everything
there is nothing that this lucky little boy
would not brave for her, his beloved
blind with love
and stardust in her eyes
Copyright © Michael Cahill | Year Posted 2013
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