I look at you and I swear every mystery of the universe falls into place

Every galaxy that is slowly dying starts to reform

The stars begin to shine again in your honour

The moon looks whiter than the pearls you have for teeth

The sun emits light for the sole purpose of making your skin glow

The teacher stands before the class

He begins to check attendance

When I hear your name I think of church bells ringing

I think of babies’s laughter and violin strings

I think of Adele’s perfect harmonies

And Beethoveen’s symphonies

But even they can’t create beauty

As palpable as that name

The teacher begins today’s lesson

“The American Civil War”

The only thing I want to study

Is the way your hand fits into mine

So why not take this chance

And together let’s make history

They say those who dont know it

Are damned to repeat it

But whoever knows you knows

You can never be replicated

You are perfect as you are

You are more than time, matter, or space can define

You are infinite

You are mine