undone briar
There are mornings when the sun seems hesitant,
when it lingers at the edge of the sky
as if asking permission to rise—
and then it sees you,
your blonde hair catching the pale gold light,
and suddenly the day remembers how to begin.
Your hair spills like summer wheat in the wind,
bright and alive and impossible to ignore.
When it falls across your shoulders,
it frames you in something almost holy,
like the world carefully highlighting
its finest work.
And your eyes—
those blue, endless eyes—
they are not simply a color.
They are horizon.
They are ocean before the storm,
sky just after rain,
a depth that pulls at me
like gravity I never wish to escape.
I swear sometimes they glow
with secrets only I am lucky enough to see.
When they lock with mine,
the air grows thinner,
time slows its frantic pulse,
and I forget every word
except your name.
And your beauty—
it is not loud or demanding.
It does not need to shout.
It simply exists,
and in existing, it outshines everything around it.
It is in the curve of your smile
when you try not to laugh.
It is in the quiet concentration
when you’re lost in thought.
It is in the way you move,
graceful without trying,
like the universe trusted you
with something rare.
I have seen sunsets bleed across the horizon,
watched stars scatter themselves across midnight,
stood beneath skies so vast
they stole my breath—
and still, none of them compare
to the way you look at me
when you don’t realize I’m staring.
You are warmth in winter.
You are calm in a restless storm.
You are the soft song that stays in my head
long after the music ends.
If beauty were measured,
it would take your shape.
If peace were given a sound,
it would echo in your voice.
If the light itself had a favorite place to rest,
it would choose your golden hair
and call it home.
And if I am ever asked
what unmatched truly means,
I will not search for a definition—
I will simply speak your name
and let the silence after it
say the rest.
carmine latch
azure isle
terse creek
agile orbit
wary magnet
elfin echo
halcyon ruin
balmy sky
cursive pecan