5:57 AM

I can't write enough rough drafts
To perfect a poem
About you.
I see exceptional
In the places
Where your confidence lapses.
Your aura
Often leaves me
In awe.
There aren't enough
Rhymes to describe
Your light.
Metaphors would fail
If tasked with conveying
How much I value you.
I write
To free my spirit
Of all these feelings.
You inspire me
So much.
...so much.

-A. Lewis