I wrote this
At exactly 01:13
On the 9th of July
I am not crazy
Nor am I mad
But in my absence
This is my way of showing to you
My NeuRose

That I care about you
That I adore you
That I admire you
That I cherise you
And worship every part
Of your beautiful existence

When you wake up
This early  morning
Know that I love you
Not just any love
Unconditional and ever so true
And never doubt that ...my NeuRose

for he was no more
and was now just a fragment
of the complex crystal
which was her memory

his soul ascended
scattering into miniscule droplets
integrating ever magnificently
with the clouds above

from this fateful day
the love they once shared
would  now forever exist
in the skies and heavens

and on every rainy day
when the clouds would part
the droplets of his soul
would caress her cheeks

as a soothing reminder
of the tender love and care
she once received
from his mortal being

As the rising morning sun
shines its immaculate rays
on a field of sunflowers
these flowers , they awaken
from their nocturnal slumber
and ever so slowly
they spread their petals
and gaze upon the Sun

For in the Sun
they found an eternal source
of life , hope and warmth
And just like the Sun
will my soul tirelessly
shine upon hers forever
giving life , love and warmth
to this Sunflower , deeply rooted
within the crevices of my heart

She was the Sun
And he the Moon
She was the Yin
And he the Yang
She the push
And he the pull

Their love existed
in perfect balance
And of planetary magnitude
was the love
circulating between them
And so vehement was this love
That the stars shimmered
to proclaim it proudly
And all the celestial bodies
danced around their axis
in awe of this immaculate love

For the first time
He knew
What true hurt was
What true pain was
And wow
What a human feeling it was
But such emotions
He had to disregard quick
As it will weaken his
Strong mental fortress

Her every detail
Was finely crafted
By the gods themselves
The energy she exerted
Was psychedelic
She was a drug
Inducing an addiction
Stronger than that of heroine.

She was an impeccable being
The true definition
Of a woman
She would captivate
And capture your mind
Forever....
A prisoner to her
Beauty , mind and soul
Is what you would become...

You grew onto me
You rooted yourself deeply
Within the gardens of my soul
But you weren't pigweed
Nor bindweed
Oh ..No Dear..
You were a crimson red Begonia
Glistening so  beautifully
In the rays of the morning sun..

the addiction
you incited inside of me
was one stronger
than incited
by heroine itself
you gave me a high
so deeply psychedelic
an outer body experience
is what I endured
in your presence