Be Mine.

Be the lane

that shows me

the way.

Be the mist

where I lose myself

everyday.

Be the cloudy alcove

that shields my woes.

Be the rain showers

that drench me with love.

Be the sunshine

that warms

the coldest corners

of my heart.

Be mine.

Be you,

the best you can be,

the only one for me.

You - A Reflection.

I shall never be like you

nor you like me.

We are too different

and yet similar enough:

you complement me.

You are never here,

but you're always

there for me.

Not as a shadow,

but as a presence

to rely on;

as a strength

to draw upon.

You're always there

when it truly matters.

You are mine,

as an epitome

of flawed perfection.

You are not

a dream come true,

but a flawless reflection

of my dreams.

Insomnia.

Weary eyes

desirous

of elusive sleep;

Rogue heart

insists on milking

the essence

of the night

wanting

the stars to stay

& clouds to pass

for the moon

to linger

until the first dawn

turns nocturnal

milky glows

into pale scarlet

for fleeting solace

of innate aches.

Poignant Nights.

Slivers of silver

slice inky blackness,

velvety silhouettes

amidst streaks of paleness.

In calculated calm

rays dispel darkness,

spawn a storm

soothing, yet ruthless.

Shimmer of beams

icy, yet powerless

to douse raging gleams

of fire within, relentless

Aching waits

long and endless

Poignant nights

cruel and callous.

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