I miss you with all my heart
and I crave you with all my soul
I sang you all my poetry
and gave you all my youth

I must confess:
I’ve loved you longer than I can remember.
I’ve craved you since the moment the breath of consciousness touched my soul—
From the echoes of the universe,
From the waves of planets foretold.

I love you like a drug that consumes my lyricism,
Like an addiction that feeds on my cynicism.
I miss your presence and your song,
I miss your hot breath filling my lungs.

I admit—I will love you beyond this realm,
Beyond this city, beyond this shell.
I promised I would find you elsewhere,
With no bounds of fate or shackles of death.

But I cannot love alone.
I cannot hold it together.
And if you don’t miss me, that’s fine—
I will learn to hold and miss until I die.

I cannot be your side project,
I cannot be a fragment of your liking.
Our love is hope, is whole, is divine.
And if you don’t want to love me with your whole heart,
I will still keep you forever in mine.

I bargained, I traded, and I sold.
I exchanged silver, land, and gold.
I shared my dreams, my poetry, and thoughts—
I was a professor, and I worshipped a false god.

And in all my lives that passed,
And the ones that are still to come,
I knew what I wanted to see last:
Your smile, full of love and warmth.

I traveled through this and others planes,
Waited for years in silent trance.
I knew your heart, and I remembered your eyes too—
They came to me in dreams, calling me back to you.

I want to undo your ties and make your hair a mess.
I want to taste your lips under dark-lit jazz.
I want to know how your skin feels under moonlight.
I want to feel your vibration in the depth of your night.

I like how you smile over power and money.
I like how you work your lips when you say.... honey.
I like how you undo your coat when you feel a draft.
I like how you cover your smile when you laugh.

Let me show you the new tricks I’ve learned.
Let me see your skin where the sun didn’t burn.
It’s time to show you the place where energy lies—
Where love consumes, and I watch the stars fight.

I sense the vibration of the universe,
And how the gravity waves pull me toward you.
I can see the path that time takes when words are spoken—
I see the future, and the forsaken.

I've searched countless faces for your smile.
I crossed countless stars seeking your eyes.
I listened to every bird and every note, searching for your voice.

You are...

More beautiful than the mirrored ocean's calm,
Kinder than saints and forgotten psalms.
Your voice echoes in the foundations of the constellations above—
You are the inspiration of all poetry and love.

The ink tarnishes my skin
And your colors pearl my sins.
I hide my fears in the caves of your soul
As I sing you anthems of old.

I gave my rivers to the oceans of your eyes,
And my poetry flows into your dreams.
I whisper secrets into the empty voids of your seams—
Your pleasure, my vice.

I pray in the languages of love
As I consume the space of your thoughts.
I travel to the present and future,
For my devotion knows no bounds of culture.