With - Without (Part 59)

I flourish in your existence, abating in that of mine.
I've lost espy of your beautified continuation,
For the power of enticement is as relative as time.
My charm waning in your presence eternally divine.

But Love in its sheer untainted form is contrary yet.
Albeit clouded by perception or trivial events.
It surpasses certain decrees and fashions its own,
Impervious from the supremacy of age or scorn so abject.

Devoid of this elation I would have to depart this life
Do not touch me though my dear, For I fear I may perish
Let me revel in your endless beauty from where I stand
So that I may evermore appreciate your divine divinity

All My Love -x-