Current mood:

curious

Michael Rosenbaum
Your eyes of intense passion,
ever scintillating in sapphire glow
of brilliant blue skies so starry.
Your heart glows like
the fire so warmly calming,
beautifully radiant like
the brilliance of bright gems
shining as the sunlight radiance.
Your soul so deeply hidden
like a darken secret so
mysterious and yet
discovered through the window
I see in your eyes,
reflecting your character complexion
of your very existence. Your charm ever dazzling
as the fireworks bursting
into streams of luminous color,
it is the pearl of life gleaming
like eternal diamonds.
Your diverse personality
ever unique, passionate
to know I am. Your spirit is this
miraculous wonder graceful
as peaceful waters so
mellow, shining like diamonds
and stars alike.
Your intelligence ever flashing
as the starlit heaven so pure, so gentle.
Your potential able to work towards, greatness
ever achieving lies within you.
Your sweetness ever like the welcoming
innocence of sugar cane upon
rose petals of softness,
in fields of riches ever golden.
Your creativity ever so enticingly
enchanting as the actor in you,
creates the kind of person you are
in my lens. Your love ever deep as the ocean blue,
your passion as deep as the abyss ever endless;
they gleam with
such brilliance of all the
opals in the moonlight sky so deep
in solitude.
Your talent ever astounding
as my fascination in
scintillating diamond like
glow, like the sunset
of beauty I see in people as
unique as you ever passing.
Michael Rosenbaum, your smile
shine as pearls in sunlight
radiance so brilliant like the moonlight
on a warm, cool summer night.
Your laughter yet to be heard, your
presence yet to be discovered
and your skill so renown as pure gold
ever gleaming like the sunset
at the brink from darkness
of the night.
My hero, my world, and my everything
won't you befriend me? I
admire you from afar like a distant
star above the heavens so deep in silence,
sparkling as diamonds ever in
solitude, waiting to shine so
bright in your sky of your world
separate from my.
Tender, swee, compassionate and
kind stranger please, be a part
of my life! Your touch
not yet felt upon my face.
You inspire me ever deeply,
that you define my only
purpose, the purpose of being
the person you made me
see within me.
feeling lonely, fearful,
unloved, unimportant, insignificant,
unappreciated, invisible and
unworthy of life, love, passion,
of motive and function I am.
Is there anyone out there
for me to cherish, to value
and respect?
Michael Rosenbaum, is there someone
special for me? Or are you that
missing half that my heart has been crying
out in anguishing impaling
screams for?
Michael Rosenbaum, won't you
befriend me and be a part
of my life? Or are you someone
that can only exist in dreams and
fantasies alike, which my mind
can only dwell upon?
And this is my observation of you.