You are, the one bright star in the nights of my days,
The one whole real joyous memory in all my life,
You who taught me what love was,
From whom I had happiness unequaled even in heaven,
Whom I loved in a way and to a level unknown to mortal man.
A mans life is seldom what he expects and never what he wants,
But I have had that,
If I had died from a broken heart or in a car accident,
My life would have been complete for I had that.
I had you and your love,
The like of which has been unknown upon this earth since the Sons of the Gods associated with the daughters of man.
Having had your love nothing can crush me,
Nothing can break me.
Having had your love,
To my life's end I shall be able to stop time,
Hold off death for a little while merely by calling up the image of your face,
Such a face, so wonderful.
So sweet.
So sure.
The love I have for you,
This big, fine immense passion,
No counterfeit, no pretense.
Being of you as you are, basal, untouched, absolutely clean and fine.
So what now,
Without you wanting, wanting me with your body too, because your mind and your heart wanted me,
And I still want you in every way, in all ways,
So there is nothing apart from you and without you life for me ceases,
Does not exist and I will live on like some unearthed Lazarus called back to life,
Dragging behind me clouded memories of paradise,
Craving to return again,
To go back, only there is no way back.
