No Greater Gift Than You (C) 2-10-2011

What more could the world offer to man after you, Your beauty could only be mothered by Nature and fathered by Time Every time I glance at you, the surge can only be subjected to rubber Even still lighting the match made in heaven Coffee with a few creams and sugar stirred masterfully inside Every crystal perfectly balanced in every atom of H2O The blueprint of you could only be engraved in the finest Gold Drawn out by the finger of God himself and carried forth through his spirit The slightest touch from you can melt reinforced steel Rejuvenating it completely with the scent of your neck My palms tremble, rattling my pen over the paper Emitting a tear through what seems to have converged as all my feelings for you But mere words couldn’t articulate the sensation of the ball of colors in the pit of my belly I could try to describe it as colors and confetti but it wouldn’t inch toward the true definition I’ve been ostracized for my stand, lashed with verbal bullets and whips But never have I even considered wavering from my position I’ve stood firm with both feet implanted in the ground demonstrating mans bond with the Earth Hung Gar fists tightened to continue fighting through the barriers to your heart And truly I say to you with the extremist form of sincerity in my soul That I don’t plan to stop fighting anytime soon