The Fish

I place you

On a pedestal

I yearn to reach up

To hold your face

To take any tears

Your tears:

They flood my being

They flood my senses

I can feel emotion brew in my heart.

Your eyes:

they fill me with melancholy

I double take with how much I can see through them

I see your happiness, your fear

your anger, your love with every detail you give

In this story, I am Pygmalion

I try my best to recreate you to my best ability, only to fail

your eyes

your face

your hair

your hands

Almost the same, but never enough.

I will fall into pieces over your angelic gaze

I’ll paint you in the stars.

I’ll write poems for any and all to see

I’ll sing songs that remind me of you

I’ll bake goods with imprints of my love for you

Look at me and what I can do

Let me make it worth it for you to stay