More than Earth

I had always believed in the universe

beyond our planet

But it wasn't until

I had found you

that I was welcomed

to the exposure of the

beauty within its 

depths.

Looking into your eyes, 

I found a brand new cosmos.

Never had I witnessed

such vibrancy and life

within an iris.

Never had the contrast

between a dappled blue

and a piceous black

been able to draw me in

like a black hole

centering the milky way.

Studying your movement,

the way gravity worked

as a force in your favor,

reminded me of the

weightlessness your touch

gifted me with.

For the first time,

I felt the difference between 

Earth's pull and the attractions

beyond her surface.

Among all of God's wondrous

creations, you were my favorite art.

The need to trace each 

freckle placed upon your skin

like constellations in the night sky

ran through my blood.

A masterpiece

constructed by the Helios 

in which our planet thrives from,

and I

so lucky for allowance

to not only observe,

but to touch as well.

The obsession with life beyond 

our planet grew,

as you gave me a life

I knew could not be comparable

to anything here on Earth.

I continued to chase the galaxies in your eyes,

the suns in your smile,

for what felt like eternity.

It became evident that

the time we had created on Earth

was not equivalent to the timing

space had given herself.

Each minute I spent lost in your eyes

lead to years of my life

in perspective.

Like I had spent so long

with you by my side,

even if reality had only

granted us a short time together.

I knew I had left our atmosphere

when a lack of oxygen within my lungs

was the only explanation I could ploy

as to how you took my breath away.

How could I believe you to be human when

you had shown me everything

that the men in my life were not?

How could I be content with my life on 

Mother Earth 

when I had experienced the 

allurement of the vast life surrounding her?

You

allowed me to reach

the parts of space that

scientists had only dreamt of going.

You created history

without even trying.