?

?


It feels empty sometimes
To love as much as I do
Pure unadulterated weakness
At the idea of your existence
Realizing in time
It was destined that
We share each other
The brilliance of a love
That seems to blind me
My better judgment
Clouded by
An overflow of emotion
Because my heart
Clings to an ideal
Far perfect than
Actual reality
Exuberantly blissful
With the absence of pain
Which seems to be
A love I’ll never know…


2008