She Was and Is

She was beautiful The sun shone through every crevice of her soul. She was perfect. She had the understanding of a million stars shinning light years away So bright and so illuminating She was the epitome of perfection Produced by the energetic dreams of old Vivid and so tantalizing I couldn’t erase the memory of her I couldn’t go a day without closing my eyes and not seeing her beautiful face She was my Mona Lisa. A conundrum. An enigma. She was my life! My everything. My world would spin out of its orbit.. Crash and burn out. If she wasn’t there. In my head I write poetry. But struggle to put them into functioning words and sentences There meanings echoing within every heart beat… You were my salvation. You brought a smile to my face. You let the light into my darkened soul. The cognitive illusive illusions I succumbed to They disappeared, the second we touched. At that very moment I knew you were the one. “That’s when I knew the flame would never die. The fire never consumed me again. My demons cowered away inside there shells The shackles of doubt finally evaporated away. That was when I knew that I was free. That was when It became clear we were meant to be. ”