Every second of the hours.
Every passing day of the week.
Every dragging month.
Every centurious year.
I remember you.
With every sigh of the eye,
Every sound I hear, recognize.
With every filling breath of joy, pain and hysteria;
Every brush of air, over skin through my hair.
I need you.
Every dim dawning day,
In every day's play of light;
In every serene and breathtaking,
Beautifully tragic, imminent death of the sun.
Every celestial surge of starlight,
Enchanting dark soil in vivid tones of mystery and contemplation.
I think of you.
In every heartbeat,
Every material piercing rush of blood.
In this confined, yet profound saga of passion and longing,
I call out your name in wishful prayer.
I want you.
In these times of wordlessness,
Unfulfilled captivating desires,
A dark maddening fog of emotions lingers on.
When with every vision, every fantasy,
Closer still, in dreams, I feel to you,
Waking to this white reality of fathoms for distance.
I miss you.
You are for me,
As I am for you;
As we are, each other.
In this cosmic revelation, my dearest,
I say to you,
I've loved you.
I love you.
And I always will,
My promise, true.