My Very Best Thing

My perfect, yet ever improving love,

As prisms obsess over light.

Your existence is nourishment to my hope,

Reflections cast from your being,

Color and ignite my life,

As rainbows are due to rain,

As the sunflower yearns for the sun,

Rising to it,

You define me to my very name.

You are my only true imperative,

My fulfillment, my taste,

My ambrosia and sweet nectar,

Sweet creme toned lovely skin,

Radiant and sugar glazed,

My daydream’s delightful distraction,

Most self-imposed predicament,

And my unique catch twenty-two,

My personal Mona Lisa,

My lust for you, the Louvre.

You are the infinite stars of my wonder,

Enumerated and brought to sum,

My breathless chase captured,

My completion, and footrace won.

You, my queen,

My astonishing thought,

Are my dream become certainty,

My passion, avidly outwitted,

To me, every good and wonderful thing.