I could tell you that when I look in your eyes I see the star shine and the moon dance.
That they twinkle with the light of a thousand galaxies; that they swirl and spiral with dancing colors when you smile. I could fill your head with words spun into beautiful paintings.
However, I will not. I will not dull the magnitude of their magnificent power. I will not tell you that when you laugh the stars rain down just to be closer to you.
I will not tell you that when you say my name winter melts to spring, and the world wakes from its long slumber. I will not tell you that the storms quiet at the sound of your voice.
What I will tell you is that you are just as human as I am. That we have both been are broken and bent time and time again.
That you are speckled with your own beauty and that I cannot compare you to the galaxies. I cannot dull their shine, nor can I dull yours.