Like None Other
For Matt
You are the rhyme
to my meter.
You are the poem
to my life.
You are a metaphor, a simile,
an image yearning
to be shared with the world.
Lips like blips
on my radar -
I will always find them.
Eyes a mix of brown and green
a sight to be seen -
pools to be lost in.
Skin so soft and akin
to a downy bed of feathers-
minus the sharp little sticks.
Freckles just like speckles
and sprinkles and wild
hair adding flair to
this cheesy love from above
that rests in the branches of
the twisted tree of you and me.
We are a fairytale
never forgotten.
We can never fail.
We will not be broken.
I am a child gone crazy
In Chuck-E-Cheese
and you are my lucky token.
