When I saw you time stood still.
All reasoning was bent at will.
You were not a gift but a flame.
I had questions like what was your name.
I reached—
Wanting you to know all of me.
Your gaze fierce and kind.
Revealed the god we’ve left behind.
We are not perfect but we choose,
To rise , to fall, to win, to loose.
No fate, not force but a holy dare—
To stand in love, stripped and bare.
So let them...