Laying here, gazing deeply into your beautiful blue eyes makes me see things a way I've never seem them before.
Everything is so exquisite and pure. I'm no longer just looking at you, but I'm looking into you, looking through you.
I can tell you're frightened by the empty world around you, but I see that the emptiness is filling.
You have nothing to worry about, my angel. I've never felt this way, either.
All our voids are being filled. You are filling me, just as I am filling you.
It's a new experience for the both of us, but don't try to control it, just take it all in.
We aren't just sharing our love, but we're sharing ourselves.
I'm giving myself to you, all you have to do is take me.
Looking through your eyes, seeing everything we've created in our own world of isolation makes everything so beautiful.
The lilacs, the daisies, the willow trees...they weren't there before. How could I possibly overlook such beauty?
Where is all this happiness coming from?
Did I store it away the cell of my brain until I found the right place for me to wallow in it?
Until I found you?
I see your happiness and it inspires me, yet I can't seem to grasp it.
How can you be scared in our perfect world of ignorance? There are no gods to destroy it, just our souls.
Then I gently glide my hand down your soft arm and nonchalantly bring your hand to my lips.
My dream is interrupted by a tear rolling down my cheek and I look back up at you to see you've returned my sentiments.
I turn my head and look out the glaring window and there they are:
the lilacs, the daisies, and the willow tree; all smiling back at me.