It's not enough to tell you that you're beautiful
Drop dead gorgeous, brought me to life when pharmaceuticals
Were threatening to meet both you and me at my own funeral
Years together are numerals, made a man out a juvenile
To call you hardworking is inadequate
Simply isn't the adjective
You're disciplined and passionate
You're sisyphus and Atlas, yet mythic isn't the half of it
You're brilliance is at the wick, twin ends of the candles lit
It ain't even a thing to say that you're patient
Your grace slows time for whatever you're facing
Any struggle is nothing, nothing makes you complacent
TIme isn't wasted if it's you that I'm chasing
If I call you selfless, it doesn't sell it
When I call your cell, helpless
You relish that you'd quell it
My mind's a cell, I'm a felon, I'm unwell
My eyes are welling
I have fell in when the path is hellish
You're an empath, angelic
You're intelligent, elevated, eloquent
Meditative, medicine for me to feel the elements
Celebrate you everyday, anyway to get a bit
Closer to understanding you
Language can't capture
Each life's depictions
We rely on diction
To describe/decrypt it
Interesting the experiences
We find so vivid
That define our image
Can defy description
I'm sitting here writing bout you
Thinking bout what I'm gonna do