Just a thought, just a speculation.
Every day and night, all the pale angles
and blemishes but nothing new,
and nothing place.

True and pure,
easy and more than simple,
real and others completely forgotten.
It's easy to see why they were like this.

I agree and disagree.
I'm always right, but you're smarter than me.
Ying is perfect and her roots are growing out.
Yang is talented and holding on for the winter.

Hibernation is a definite possibility this year,
and it only took eighteen to prove.
Fish oils and Super B complex,
and a pill for unexpected possibilities.

You are an angel and I see right through you.
Exterior is nothing important, you handsome man.
"I love you and I can't imagine my life without you now,"
A perfect conclusion.

I don't have to hope, because I see that I can
mold it into how I want it.
I will never change you.
It is real and it is pure and it is easier
than falling asleep with you every night.

Our room, our car, our computer.
Such lovely words, such a perfect form in my eyes.
Lucky as I am that I am perfect in yours.
We live and breathe as one spirit.
I am in awe of you.
I am shocked I found you.
I will never let you go.
Don't worry.
I promise.
♥