Chest pumping blood at one thousand beats per second.
You are majestic.
Inspired and impressed by the resplendence of your presence I am frozen.
For in a world in which we are all so regular, irrelevant, you leave me incredulous.
Without a sound, I hear your thoughts, but all the while time you refuse to give me much.
You're mystery enticing, as I attempt to make sense of what is about you that has me so distressed.
As I close my eyes and dream of you, cold water droplets bring me to reality.
Though I see myself in who you are.
Though I dream of loving all your scars, I must not let go of what I have left.
What I have left, is few and far none, for underneath my pride is love.