Yes, You are Beautiful

If the sun is out of reach

then let me carry off your doubtful smile

and warm it with my own.

Let me whisper your name,

lightly taste your lips with mine,

and place my warm breath on your neck,

and then have you try and tell me you are not beautiful...!

If I were in the physical world next to you,

I would just sit and hold your hands for a moment,

basking in the glow of your presence

before I took my leave,

for if we could not be together there forever

then at least such a moment's memory of you

would grace my dreams for an eternity...

If by chance it is in the stars that we be together,

then let our desires build until that day when all approve,

and we will have captured the sun in our hearts

and beauty will never escape us.

I long to rest in your embrace,

and, failing that, to lay my weariness

at the feet of your boundless heart

and compassionate mind.

Then, just to have my name

dance outside your windows

in the torrential rain of your gladness,

to have my thoughts drenched

in the spray of your love,

would be a blessing.

Indeed,

you have already granted me such relief

in the drought-filled existence

of my dry, miserable, love-starved real life.

So today, just let me yearn for a dimension,

a plane, a universe

where we could be together

in the beauty of sublime physical delight,

for I know of your beauty here already,

in these two dimensions of the heart and the mind,

and it is endless.