Tender Romances Of You

You are
The flourish in my heart,
Perfumed scent
Of the Elysian fields

I see in you
Your fears
Your hopes
Your wants
Your abhorrences
And yet all I really see
In you
Is unsurpassed beauty

Our love is as Plato perceives
Pure and incomplete
Wholesome and restricted
It is Valhalla to you

But I want you to sigh
I want you to long wistfully
Oh, I want to move you

Forever is a concept
My mind is unable
To comprehend

And yet
What I feel for you
That pains yet strenghtens my being
Is the closest
To forever -
A concept my heart
Soaks in as it is filled
With tender romances of you