You are the pure air
That we breathe
To survive daily,
Every second of
Our complicated
Urban lives;
Your arching presence,
My dearest,
Soothes and
Makes all the
Bitter battles
Light,
And
Silent, though you are,
And not nearby, still
We do feel renewed
And buoyed
Through every fresh
Contact made with
A special guy like you;
My heart is a shrine,
O dear,
Where you reside.
