You
i could gaze for hours at those
small curls at the back of Your neck.
The smallest parts of You encompass me.
i am fascinated by the fact that You exist.
The Youness of You fills me with wonder.
What was it in You that first captured me?
Did You know then, that even when words
tore apart the bond we forged,
You would still own even the smallest part of my soul?
My heart, created for You, aches;
My soul, forged by You, is empty.
My body, branded by You, is lost
without Your gaze, without Your touch,
Without You.