She is the wind
. . . She is the rain
She is the storm that rages
. . . In my brain
She is the sun
. . . Then she is the moon
A mere reflection
. . . Of the truth
She is conviction
. . . She is confusion
She is the reason
. . . For this illusion
She is the drug
. . . She is the addiction
The only need
. . . To feed my existence
She is every dream
. . . She is every thought
She is every beat
. . . Of my waking heart
She is love
. . . She is life
In the darkest of hours.
. . . She is the light
I am who I am
. . . But only because
. . . She is . . . .
©steve-
S