Yours

Her love exudes through the cracks of my broken heart,

Like the art of kintsugi,

I am stronger, and better

As long as her spirit lives through me

there is nothing that I wouldn’t do

Her breath on my skin,

Like the carbon absorbed by our providers of life

it gives me power, it gives hope

Alas,

Her love is akin, to the meaning which many search and never find

O’ my love, how did I live without you being mine?

Alas, I am yours,

Until the gods take me from this Earth,

I am yours truly,

Let me be the love of your life