Pedestal

I place you upon a pedestal beneath the shining sun. The light revealing to the masses what I have always seen. A bright and glistening gem amidst the dull sea of the masses. You shine even in the shadows of those with larger statures.

I stand upon a mountain and sing your praises to the masses below. Sharing my poems with everyone and anyone I meet. Your radiance and beauty rising from the words on the page and illuminating the imaginations of the readers. They find themselves wanting someone who will see them the way I see you.

My heart poured out on the paper in black ink. The loving words binding themselves to the hearts of those who read them. Illuminating the smiles on their faces and bringing brief tears to their eyes. I cannot help but wonder what you think when you read them.

Perhaps the day will come when you will tell me of such things. To grant me the knowledge of how they make you feel. Until that day comes, I shall relish in knowing that you at least know for whom they are written.