Ode To The Unique In Everyone Poem by Delilah Miller

But where, my mystery and moon,
Where can find someone
And someone soon
Who’s anything like you?

Who has a smile like the dawn,
lips pulling back to reveal a barely pink tongue, and a luminous voice?
Whose lips are as suited for meeting another’s, or to greet anyone cheek to cheek?
Whose face is as victorious when it falls back laughing, or throws someone a peek?
Where are the eyes like the swirling life beneath the ocean, fresh as the green-flowered lawn.
It’s not so effortless; how could you make a choice?

Whose soul is as expressive, and shines as secretly?
Anyone else dives into the game, and stand upon the auction block,
Willingly and simply embracing expectations as free.
Who could we find who would step lightly,
And not allow us to hear him, Before he caught someone,
enchanted her, and consigned eternity away, if only to hear her talk.

Who can do reach like you do?
Who cries and dances like you do?
Never has anyone seen your solitude.
Never can anyone be as graceful and precious as you can.

You are unique,
Blessed and refusing of the pedestal.
And everything you claim to be, constantly held true.
Oh, someday, when you are his world;
you’ll see.
Never be lonely because of your soul there’s one only.