A Diamond of Time

It's a diamond of time when I am with her. The feeling of completeness fills my soul like a cup filled with elixir of life to the brim, as I try to prevent every drop from overflowing. My eyes stare at her like a priceless masterpiece, as my brain paints her image in the canvass of my mind, while the beating of my heart arrests time and declines the passing of the moments. The shimmering and glittering, like successive sunsets without end, remind me that hope never dies, it only refreshes as time passes by. Her shining eyes, looking at me, trying to stare at the depth of my soul pacifies all my troubles, as I spend every moment admiring her beauty. The touch of here hand is like a kiss of bliss that tames the flare of my anarchy, like scented potion that heals the scars of my soul, as it brings my body to rapture. Her kiss is like the fountain of youth that makes my heart young forever, as it rejuvenates every cell in my body and animates every fiber of my soul.