LITERARY | GlorioUS

Shall I name your beauty after the skies?

So wide, so calm, I only stop and stare?

Your beauty is like space—it’s endless, wise,

My heart and soul couldn't care less for care.

You were a season passing through my days,

Like autumn sun that warms but cannot stay;

I never asked you more than what you gave,

For some things shine best when they drift away.

I learned to be the shore, not asking for more

Than the tides come, then leave the sand made new;

Your presence made my longing learn its place,

To honor beauty without need or chase.

So let me love you steady, calm, far,

The way we LOVE the glow, not own the star.