Confession of Love

As full and bright as I am, this light is not my own.
Its source is bright and endless.
She resuscitates the hopeless.
I can’t live without this light, I can’t breathe
To forget the old, and remember the true
Relinquished dreams of melancholy and woe
She lives within my soul
My blood nailed down and flowing through
To entwine our hearts with silk string
To live, to be my inamorata
Affected by unfamiliar hopes
Waiting within wind slowly shifting
She thrives with passion and adoration
I couldn’t think to question it all
All that’s left was the requisite
Nothing withstanding against our infinity
One kiss to acquiesce
Unremitting love for your warm embrace
This is my confession..