Captivated (To my darling...a portrait of our love)

To my darling...
A portrait of our love and of you.
Oh! The sweet surrender of my soul as I am
captivated by the best thing
that has ever happened
to me.
I am no longer myself.
I can yearn for nothing,
other than the best for us.
I can trust in nothing but the reality
of you.

There is that light in your eyes again.
That lighht that brings life to my happiness and
makes it joy.
That light that showcases my best angles frames my being,
painted a masterpiece
across your very life.
That light is the thing that makes me want
to be better.

I am humbled.
I shall live every day a hymn,
in honour of your goodness
for the goodness that you show me.
My smile is a testimony of your grace
and the honour I feel is bestowed upon me
everytime I call you my own.

You;
the epitome of my gladness
and my comfort in those difficult times.
You guard my heart.
You wear respect for me as your own respect,
as chains of gold on your neck.
You honour me
as if you wear my good thoughts of you
as your own honour,
a humble pride.

And you didn't even see that I was stealing glimpses.
Stealing glimpses to portray the beauty that you are.
Stealing glimpses because I am captivated
by your very existence and
your presence in my life;
that presence which you see as your own privilege,
and not mine.

My darling, you are my muse.
My most delicate of flowers
my most prized trophy.
You are honour
and my secret indulgence.
My darling, I just thought that I would let you know
I am in love.
Signed,
your muse.