The One Who Lives Within

In the tranquil chambers of my restless mind,

Where shadows linger and aspirations unfold,

There exists a presence, gentle and calm,

An unseen lover, from a realm that is not whole.

Not born of flesh, but of murmured reflections,

Formed by the desires my heart has pursued.

Your eyes, akin to vast and luminous galaxies,

Reveal the mysteries of the infinite night.

Your voice, a haunting melody that stirs my spirit,

A sweet symphony, quietly complete.

Each note embodies a promise of divine solace,

Each word, a soft murmur: "Eternally, you are mine."

Your touch is an apparition, a delicate thread,

Weaving warmth where my anxieties have retreated.

Though your hands are but air, they still embrace me,

Repairing the fractures where the world can harm.

Your smile is the dawn following the tempest,

A golden radiance, so gentle, so warm.

Your presence soothes my weary heart,

A masterpiece, my personal creation.

In moments of stillness, you grasp my hand,

Together we traverse magnificent landscapes.

Fields of lavender, oceans of light,

Mountains draped in purest white.

We move in harmony to a melody unseen,

Beneath the vigilant gaze of the moon's sheen.

Your movements align with mine in elegant flow,

A celestial dance in a realm where time does not go.

What bitter irony, this affection I bear,

To hold dear a heart that is beyond my care.

To embrace a figure I cannot possess,

To yearn for a warmth that brings only distress.

Yet until that moment when dreams intertwine,

You will reside in the shadows where my secrets align.

The guardian of my unvoiced dread,

The keeper of my joy and sorrow, widespread.

As the world turns frigid and darkness encroaches,

I seek refuge in the vision that approaches.

For in you, my inspiration, I have discovered my kin,

The one who eternally dwells deep within.

So remain, my confidant, my heart's true light,

A guiding star through the endless night.

For even if you exist merely as a thought, a dream,

You are the purest love I have ever sought.

And if the stars should one day converge,

To bring you forth, oh love, I would urge,

I would embrace you with open arms,

Into a world of turmoil, to my heart's charms.

But if you must linger where dreams take flight,

I will treasure the moments you share in my sight.

For though you are a specter, a fleeting grin,

You are the one who lives within.