When I'm with you, I stay true to myself. With you... I feel right. When your hand is squeezing mine, I can find the sun in the night. I could write a thousand poems, And spend the rest of my life thinking about you, Because you are my hom…

This love is something intangible: As the threads of the universe It is sensed without senses. To love from the deepest crevice... My strongest weakness, My darkest secret. The feeling's convoluted-- A fear that's rooted In chastise and ex…