Blurry regrets of stumbling nights

And entangled intrigues
Lifelong sparks and crisp clean elation
A love affair for risk-seeking souls
And a haven for the lost
that seek something
To satiate the raw, raw emptiness
Of our hearts.

You're chaos, my own version of order
filthy but magnificent
Reliably unpredictable
Escape and anchor intertwined.

And Yet,
I choose you
My sanctuary,
my crucible--
&I; love your imperfections;

For the mess of what you are
Is exactly what I see in me
And so I am yours as you are mine
And in your embrace
I feel whole and alive.