All Hail The Hopeless Romantic

An enchanting melody of prose could be heard, as we rested in our garden under the shade of the mighty oak. 

I pondered how I should convey this notion bubbling to the surface. Should I mention it as a passing thought? No. Maybe relate it as a compliment? Meh not enough! What about a declaration? Oh my yes! A declaration of my love I longed to confess dancing around on the tip of my tongue. 

“I see god in you". I tenderly proclaimed. 

His gaze moves away from the words scribbled on the page. The entrancing melody more like a harmonic symphony of turning a phrase is unfortunately paused. His hand caresses my face and his fingers gently entwine with strands of my curls gone rouge. Caught off guard and a bit tongue-tied, he breaks the silence. ‘Such a lovely declaration indeed my dear I'd love to hear more.'

“Then allow me to recant that I did not intend to embark on such a quest, I did not seek you out consciously. Funny enough, there he was greeting me, graciously through the windows of your soul. He created you with the kindest eyes. I was transfixed, impressed and even surprised. He bestowed upon you the ability to command a room, not with prideful arrogance but more of a charismatically divine stride. You possessed a sanguine aura and you embodied his unwavering faithfulness; all who lay witness were moved to bare the truth inside their hearts. You engendered a sense of comfort, an affinity for peace. One by one from each, happiness, joy, laughter they released."

“Fear no longer with its grip around my neck, my soul relaxed as you strolled my way. For he assured me with a delicate whisper, I was released from the anguish of my worry, this was deific fate. He is just and righteous my dear for that evening and the days since my life has been ameliorated by your presence. A smile from ear to ear now reached his face. A look of pure admiration, his arms wrapped tightly in an embrace around my waist. "

‘Would it be too bold for me to declare. That I have prayed for you as well. I asked him to reveal the woman I'd cleave to for the rest of my life. That night, the chaos within that place had faded away with each step I made, he told me you'd ease my heart and end my strife. The sounds of merriment had dispersed and I was left with deafening drumming in my ears. I stared in your direction into the depths of your heavenly eyes at the point of tears and that is when I.'

‘I saw god in you!'

Hmmm, I wonder if this will hit at poetry night? Might be too sappy, definitely too sappy and too sad but that's how I'm feeling as I write. It's my fantasy, where I long to be. What I yearn, what I crave but most of the time what I pray to not need. All hail the hopeless romantic, the starving queen atop her throne between the edges of earth and firmament.