Restored

Felt euphoria with at its finest.

Being a late bloomer was worth it.

A face that resembled a goddess' rebirth.

When the comets gleam past the sky's territory, you pointed up at the darkness.

Your fingers motioned the shape of a heart.

The image exploded the night into a bright light.

Visuals were spectacular.

No matter how spectacular, it wouldn't pull my gaze away from the reincarnation of beauty.

My hands gently pulled your jaw in, and we communicated love with our lips.