It is difficult to understand that someone like youÂ
Is merely skin and bone
Rather I would assume that the clouds of heaven were angels preference when you were sewn
Perhaps it was stardust that trickled from the galaxyÂ
A garden where you were grown
Amongst a field of flowers
That inhabited the beauty of your own
Something as magnificent as youÂ
Can not be made the sameÂ
I taste candy on my lips when what passes is your name
As I swallow it daylight seeps down my throat
Perhaps the sun your creator takes blame
Beautiful and mystifyingÂ
You glow just the same
Or are you smooth like ocean tides
And I am merely a beachÂ
Being engulfed in such majesty no one could deny
Still I beseechÂ
All this to say you are too wonderful to be made of skin and boneÂ
And allowing me to indulge in grace you should not condoneÂ
But I would sew you from clouds if need beÂ
Pluck you again from the galaxyÂ
Extract you again from any field or tree
Taste your name every time I speakÂ
Or await sunset and steal you from thee
Just to see you on the same Earth as me