Illumination

He had a beautiful mind and was filled with bits of gold and shimmery things. I could barely stand to be in his presence for fear I would drown in his light. Rays shot out from his fingertips, and a sun rest in each eye. His laughter spilled from the corners of his mouth in a spectacle of tremulous light, and I reveled in his heaven as he stood before me. I wished there never to be night, with day such as his.