How the mere thought
Of you sends me into a state
Of blissful satisfaction,

That I become one
With Space and Time.

The stars in my veins
And sunlight in my heart, comes
From the silent prayers
Homed in hazel eyes.

Everything without you
Is but a darken dream, voided
In eternity.

I live in grave moment, my
World, a chasm lost between beautiful
kisses of sad goodbye and uncertainties
Of lovely tomorrows

You are, to me, Child,
Synonymous to nothing else
But Love.

Pella.