Him
It has always been my nature to live through a pen. I have never known my feelings until they formed into poetry. And I fear memory will never be enough to keep a record of every heartbeat. So it only makes sense that I want to immortalise you in verse. I want to find a metaphor that captures the way my heart waves in my chest. When you say my name, I want to fill a book with your smile. I want to write a poem that rivals your beauty, but I don't think I could. You are irrelevant, holy, and indescribable, and our love is too expansive to fit on a page. I could call you the ocean, but you are also the moon, the beach, and the sun. I could call you a star, but you are an entire constellation, the entire night sky, the entire universe, and more. I could call you an angel, but you are Heaven and Earth and everything in between, so I will call you what I've dreamed of and hoped for my whole life. I will call this safety. I will call this home. I will call this love. and I will pretend it is enough.
Copyright © Diveta Gautam | Year Posted 2023
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