Act XIII: Cumberbatch

my heart has a certain beauty to it.
a radiance that only you have been able to lure out of me.
this side of me has never seen the light of day.
a light you have created,
casting thin shadows.
storms may gather,
rain may douse the pastures,
but the shelter we have created with our love brave any weather.

you don't ever have to worry.
this is now our story.
and i am always here.

when you're away,
passion builds inside like steam,
overwhelming my body,
and it rages until we meet and it's all exhausted.
then it comes back, full circle.
i'm spinning, delicate.
spinning around, insane and distorted.
my nocturnal being smolders when you're absent from my bed.
after you leave, i often bury my face in my pillow.
taking in your perfume, scanning the threads for any trace of your presence.
then there are the nights where i lay awake,
i can vividly remember my face in your neck.
listening to you, faintly breathing.
short and sporadic.
this often leads to my eyes going wet.
i want you so bad.
i miss you so much.
the lack of feeling is excruciating.
the poison courses through me.
venom in my veins.

our next meeting is the antidote.
i fall over getting lost in your steps.
the curves sending me over the edge.
you touch my face,
it's like i have never been touched.
i hear you giggle,
it's like you are happiness in all it's glory.
you say my name,
it's like it was you who has named me.
when you say i love you,
it's like no one else has ever touched my heart.

maybe no one ever has.
at least not like you have.
i may not know much,
but you are the girl i want in my life.
the one i want to fall asleep holding,
and wake up kissing the morning hello.
i may not be able to offer much,
but i will love you.
fiercely, but with a patient hand and a loving soul.
no one will love you like i will.
i know this to be true.
that's all i know how to give.