Mine dearest

Shimmer, glitter,

Sparkle and shine away.

Float so close,

And as my fingers brush you,

Pull back and soar higher still.

Be my frustration,

My longing,

My anger and my sincerity.

Be everything that is holy,

And pull me into hell.

Show me your wings, and coax

Me to the heavens,

Until I try to follow you and fall back to

My feet on the earth.

Be my longing,

Be what I need most;

My love,

My dreams.

And I shall work, and climb,

Until I can fly next to you,

In the white of the clouds,

And the light of the moon;

My love,

My obsession.

And I shall chase you,

With tearing eyes,

Until I can hold you.

But shall I be the lightning

That makes you fall from the sky?

And twist your wings from under you?

For you are in the heavens,

Can I pull you to the earth with me;

when you lose the lustre of your wings,

Will my illusion shatter,

And will I finally see

That you are only like me?

But until then,

I shall cry myself to sleep,

For Then I can see you, and love you,

And hope you remember me.

And if you do,

That shall be the day I cry from joy.