You    Me    

In the constellation of my universe
I am the moon, wan and cold
in your absence, suddenly come to
life in your presence, illuminated
and warmed, comforted only in the
atmosphere you create, beside me.
I am aware that there has never been
a love as deeply rooted in the soul
and consciousness of any other two
people as that which exists with us.
When your strong arms encircle me
and the heat of your body invades
my own tepid existence life is
renewed in the passion of our love.
What is the force of possession that
enraptures me in your presence if
not your evanescent being, your
wit and intelligence, your capability
and humour, the reassurance of your
being there, with me, always, forever.