My Eighth Wonder of the World
I have kissed the feet of a goddess
For it is the foundation of which she walks on
Grounding her to the magnificent wonders of earth
From the moment we met, I considered you the eighth wonder of my world
Undeniably mysterious, but graciously admired
Your awe is of that which cannot be written
Filtered through the eyes of my existence
Exposing your soul with every sentence
Your presence is always with me, but never in the same location
I carry you across my fields of elation
A heightened sense of bliss
Held in my hand, supporting beneath my feet, and lighting the path from above
Every atom you embody is that of our universe
Leaving me with admiration, with your ability to possess such divinity over myself