L.O.V.E.

Blissful blues broken by beauty,
Begins a new passage.
Is it self discovery?
Is it recovery?
Are our paths meant to intersect?
In retrospect, spectated by divinity.
I begin to feel, the prism scene.
She surrounds me in a hue only i can see.
Only miles to breathe,
therefore the air thats there
is shared through we.
Through she, i need.
A new breed indeed.
She see's sea's of tranquility in my eyes.
I heed the simplicity of her seasoned life.
Wise, not I, but on the rise I try.
For better or worse, inside or out.
No doubts, no pouts, just shouts of victory.
She delivers me from Evil,
I too am fetal, in love and chivalry.
But misery no more, because she takes up my time.
Her lipstick kisses on my forehead, "makes-up" my mind.