Gold

In a haphazard attempt to heal your wounds,
I carefully proceeded to make my way to you.
I knew you were hurting,
your face gave that away,
but it was your look that night,
that did align my own sight.
What I had realized was not evident to any naked eye,
it was kept close away for none to pry.
In one eager attempt I drew myself closer each night further,
hoping to examine this beautiful discovery.

I can hardly describe what it is I've found,
for I myself am still in shock.
I could align the stars, planets, and moons,
yet that wouldn't quite make out the beauty I have found.
I could write you a song with melodies and hooks,
but unfortunately it wouldn't come close to a good description.
I could group ten wonders of the world, showing them in succession,
but even then, those wouldn't keep my heart racing.

In a feeble attempt to convey my affection,
I will simply call it gold, for it's luster is similar,
and if I could be so lucky to possess that treasure,

that gold will be all that I need.