The logical part of my mind
has tried to understand you
to no avail.

You're an anomaly.

(Not in a bad way)

A star that
shines more brightly 
than the rest,
or a wounded bird that has
taught itself to fly again.

You're a puzzle, a riddle,
an enigma.

(But not in a bad way)

Your story contains
so many delightful
contradictions
that cannot be,
and yet...
you are undeniable.

You have banished my demons,
quenched my fires,
and put my armies to the sword.

In the hollow recesses
of my being,
where turmoil once reigned,
calm descends
and silence prevails.

And in that darkness,
something stirs...

Your existence 
has plucked a thread.

The unraveling has begun.

It's as if layers of gauze
have been drawn back
from my eyelids.

Oh, the world I know
is still there,
but all the lights glow
with a new intensity.

Greeting each morning
now holds all the promise
of a gentle lover's 
first kiss.

It's due to you.

I thought you should know.