The eye is the lamp of the body;

so then if your eye is clear,

your whole body will be full of light.

even the sun serves your beauty.

your eyes cut through the empty air
using the light that gives this world life
as its cosmic errand boy

my heart quivers at the reflection
my soul surges
dancing, racing forward to reach you

grasping, fumbling, stumbling
to be in the presence of the person
whose glory breaks the boundaries
of the body before me

even the sun serves your beauty.