The Deep of You

I want to draw water from the deep well of your mind,

and tend the garden of your soul.

Lifting you above the waves of translucent amazement,

as my feet sand the ocean floor.

I’ve been starving for you my whole life.

Now that you’re here,

I’m finally full,

as a water pail, that is full to the brim.

In your eyes, I could swim forever,

the purple light shines through your magical smile.

Everything about you defines the epitome of style.

The braided flowers rest so perfectly on your hair,

it makes sense that the rest of the world would stop and stare.