The Turbine

You are the only one.

The microscopic view of the most stunning and most complex concept of a lover.

I would give you the world, if I had them.

My existence would offer you all the molecules that I have, to build you an empire.

Yet, you are not to be discovered. 

Your soul is within the misty dusk, of which I can only enjoy for a short moment.

You are the order and chaos, the continuum of my void.

I am stuck in time, bound to your train of thoughts. Trying to understand the complexity of your idealism.

I have loved you, I hope it’d be enough.

Supermassive Black Hole

“My beautiful quasar”, you called me.

Little do you know that,

You have been the source of its energy.

My ancient galaxies.

You are the brightest and mysterious cosmo.

The astrophysics of everything that I have known.

A celestial being, you elicit my evolution.

Provoking the sparks I never intend to possess.

You stroke your essence to the core of my universe.

You are what I have longed for.

My love, you set my soul alight.

Mystification of The Burning Star

If it is meant to be, it is meant to be.

I memorised the phrase like the back of my hand.

I am into you, into every particle that flows in your cells.
I was made for you, for my heart knows where it needs to sail.

Yet, you are too far away.
I enjoy seeing you from afar, but you are a burning star.
I am a simple thought, yearning to get close to you.

Tell me, how?
To be with you and know that it is meant to be?

The Truce

At last, I will follow.

You are beautiful.
And just like that,
You have conquered my horizon.

Your smile is ice, your eyes are warmth.
You hold my hand, you hold my world.

Love is abstruse, but I see you.
Your heart is glass, I admire.

You are the flame, burning through my system.
I am subdued.

This is not a defeat, it's merely a luxury.
To be able to close my eyes and see you in my mind.

The Venture

— Nothing worthwhile is risk-free.

I long for you and only you, but you can be the agony of my story.

You came as the wind the blew gently on my face,

Then after, you are the storm with thunder.

You greet morning like a perfect cup of coffee, 

And, you are the cold between the absence of our existence.

Yet, my heart desires you.

You create ripples in my mind, eroding the wall of my muscle.

I feel the love so much, I cannot elude, I cannot reveal.

You are a danger, a pleasant risk.

You are a continual exposure of uncertainty,

Which I cannot get enough of.

The Revelation

You are my dose of Dopamine.
My crescent euphoria.

You release the Oxytocin.
My mind longs for your touch, defining our bond as magnetic force.

You provoke the Seratonin and Endorphine, 
Like the light in the corner of my room. 
Happiness that fills the space. 

You are the neurotransmitter for the delighted signals. 
Chemical combinations with beauty, epiphany of a perfect formula.

Now tell me, how can I not be in love with you?

My Sky, Your Sky

You retain the smell of dawn.
Built from the Aphrodite, the core idea of beauty.
Came from the ashes of Venus.

You own the sky, my sky.
For you are brighter than any stars.
You are a scarred soul,
 yet the most exquisite in every way.
The most precious. The dazzling one.

I am in love.
And I really want you to know.