Poetry Unraveled

True. Pure. Irredescent.

When all hope is gone.
You give me faith.
You are a candle in the window as I struggle in the midst of a storm of dark energy.
You are a soldier.
You are my hero.
You wipe my tears when I am melancholy.
My pain is your pain.
My happiness is your happiness.
We have a bond that cannot be intercepted.
Our love is brighter than a street lamp hitting the shiny hood of a dormant vehicle.
Our hearts are bonded by a passion that is stronger than industrial glue.
A love taller and wider than a redwood.
There is no other word to describe what we have.
True love.