I love you as dying light
A flame ephemeral in the darkest night
The eyes of a ghost
The thorns of a rose
The blood I give unto your name
I only hear your voice in dreams
And awakened
I hear your pleading screams
Your tears that fall in streams
Your oceans
Only hoping for an island
I love you as your legs
I watch them run away
To some paper world
Where the engravings aren't on rocks
But stains on papyrus
And the colors fade with years
And get buried by the time
I chisel into suns your wants
I mark upon the walls your eyes
I score upon the earth your flame
I grow into your wings as wind
I love you as hands are meant to touch
As waking up will keep a dream
Where the sum of the parts is lesser than the whole
And your breath taste sweeter with my name on your lips
I love you as a siren in the night
As music
As warning
As peace of sunny day
As turbulency storming
I love you as the rain
My fingers skywards falling
You are more than skin to me
More than a thought
Better than dream
A part of my everything
I can only know
I was born when you became

These hands are meant to touch
My arms are made to hold
I was made to feel
Every part of you