More.

We see you every day;
Flat images, captured moments -
But nothing can compare to really seeing you.
If eyes could sweat, they would be doing so now,
As you make your way through the long, large crowd;
Our bodies shake, some make their home on the floor,
We want to scream, but we know you're worth more
than snapping vocal chords, watery eyes,
So much more that when we see you, we feel like we've died
and gone up to Heaven while your holy face
Stares down at us and you smile that smile, the one we love;
This moment, though brief, is everything we hoped,
Everything we could have dreamed and more.
Heads spin, pulled in
By your Vortex.
We're caught by your gravitational pull,
Revolving around your very own Sun,
Because you are more.

Dreams and hopes pale and die
When we finally get the chance to look into your eyes;
No description, no name or price
Could be put to this vision at all -
You are more.

Cameras wield in front of you,
And now we can hold you (in a way),
Our skin against yours sends a rush through our veins.
We capture you there with us, just for one moment;
One moment that was so much more.

We leave with a story that will become legend,
A mental movie reel,
A cerebral novel;
Emotions we will always feel.
The day we saw you,
Heard you,
Knew you,
Just for one moment.
The one moment we knew you were more.