I’ve looked you in the face for hundreds of days
But today is my first time seeing you
I’ve laid next to you for hours
But today I felt you
Your glow is more of a Ray
Blinding me for the first time
Today
Shinning
You shine on me, even when I seek shade
Your Ray begins and ends my day
It may be the dimple in your chin when you smile
Or the way your upper live waves when you grin
Could it be the way joy jumps off your cheekbones
Or the curls of your afro?
I still remember your tiny toes and the arch of your feet
I still crave your hugs, wisdom, and critiques
Your ear from music, much better than mine
Your imagination and creativity goes places many search for but seldom find
Your love is a language I will never understand
Your love is a story too passionate to be written
So it’s more like a play
Never forgotten by those to whom it’s been given
Your mind holds the cure for cancer
The key to my heart is a complicated equation
You’ve created the algorithm and produced the answer
You are a radioactive dancer
Your Ray has more energy than the sun
Your features are more like world premiers
Your tears shed years of disappointment
Your laughter is selective and genuine
Your look has killed me and brought me back to life
You deserve better than me
So, being with me is settling
Identifying the potential in me
Loving me for the man I have potential to be
I realize I will never be perfect
But I know you make me better
I want to build ankhs with you
Then record it like the Huxtables
I don’t want to tell you I love you
I want you to hear it with your eyes
To see truth in my works and untold lies
To find happiness in our mutual sacrifice
Your heart is my greatest aspiration
Your satisfaction my number one priority
These things unknown before your Ray shun on me
I’ve been under dark clouds and spent long nights
Searching vigorously for light
Running from your Ray
Loosing synergy
Fighting fate
A battle I cannot win
Your Ray won’t allow me to wallow in shade
When I bask
Your Ray melts my pride and brings my solidarity to shame
Your Ray stimulates my cerebrum
With full control of my frontal lobe
Your Ray is in full control
Your light
The true author of this poem