The Air I Breathe

Derisory 

In a colossal universe of you. 

I am but minutiae 

A particle of sand 

Trying to find its place; 

Lost 

Without your desert to cling to. 

My quintessence endangered 

Of vanishing from existence 

Without your assiduous realization 

That I am here 

Besotted with you. 

You take of me 

Strands of vibrancy

Sun rays of spirit 

And dance with them 

In a chorus of light. 

I am encapsulated 

By the warmth  

Of my everlasting  

Ardor. 

Visited at every corner of my mind 

By the chaos 

Of you. 

The scent of reminiscence 

In your hair 

Suffocates my atmosphere. 

But you are also 

My oxygen.