Oh, boy.
I want to read your mind
swim down to your deepest of thoughts
assist your understanding
as you would for me.

May I?
Break down the fort you built
like the ones made out of couch pillows
when we were kids.

I wish,
I could spell your name amongst the stars
then you might see
constellations of yours, buried inside of me.
Every breath of yours I stole
was reborn inside my soul, a rose.

My sun,
during the night I wait for your light
and all that you shine on me.
In my sleep I dream of you
rising from behind the sea.

I, too
have a light
although derived from you
your rays reflect upon my skin
I am your moon.