A Heart with no Home

These words are not meant
For any special occasion
But it merely describes the way
I feel since the day
She came into my life
I have realized in this short time
What might take others a life time?


I will never have the woman
Of my dreams
For now, she is my reality.
And no she is not perfect
But that’s what makes
Her perfect for me
No preordained set of ornamental
Words nor gifts of any sort
Could match the indiscernible
Beauty that I am so fortunate
To gaze upon through out
The days of my life

Because of her
I have so many things
To be thankful for
She emits a sense of calm in this
Dark, dysfunctional & tormented
World of mine
She gave me the answers
That I was looking for
With this time I have learnt
That any other peace, love or passion
Is fleeting, without
Having her to share it with
And for that I will always
Adore her, my love
I swear!

Before her my life had
Seem so insignificant
Yet all this time
I have been in love with her
I have been unworthy of that gift
She is my seethe
My dearest love