He does this thing, you see
He uses large words with empty meanings
To show his empathy, or lack there of
It's his attempt at connecting

To most it's unnoticed
It stays below the scope of their awareness
But I've found where he places these
Horrible, horrifying, descriptives

Because I do the same, so I adore them
For him secrets do not remain secret to me
Because he is as I am, and I am as he
Aristophanes depicted him and me

You told me not to compair the two of you
Because he loves me and you assume I love him
I told you I have too much love to give to someone like him
Because there's nothing to compare

To him I speak in tongues
My words foreign, obscene even
You understand don't you?
The gardens growing in my head
Pouring rose petals out of my mouth

Without him my words are dull
He's become my every thought
Living as I do, he finds peace in the light
Living as he does, I find peace in the dark

Silence had become soothing
Loneliness had become peace
Now I only desire to find peace in the light
Compensation in everyday life, as he does

He's like nothing I've ever encountered
Eyes like the sea promising a brief return to my side
Lips like silk dripping eloquent virtues into my mouth with every kiss
It's enthralling and terrifying

But what am I so afraid of?
What scares me most?
I'm not sure if I've found a former lover in him
Or if I've found myself

A garden has grown within me
The Garden of Eden cannot compair
Vineyards produce sweet wine
The blood of Christ could not praise

I have been saved
Salvation found in another's heart
I have been found
Every piece where it once belonged

I may never understand what you did
I may never feel this way again
But in this moment I am found
I am saved

It's neither desire nor wish
It's the oxygen in breath
The moon to the tide
It's the sun rising
Shedding rose stained light on a new day
The sun setting
Promising rest to every heart
It feels as the basis of life