Adoration like neverending flow;
a laceration the size of my heart.
The radiant bean of paling face aglow,
a pooling mess mistaken for black art.
A tourniquet I have made from your love,
that stops the bleeding where it first began.
Such salvation was bfeore undreamed of,
and such was the case for the perfect man.
You were the allayer of all my pain,
and you chased the pain and sadness away.
I asked of you a promise, "please remain,"
Your reply to me was, "I'll never stray."
Your smile brings to me absolute sunshine,
your effect on me is but still divine.