He is why I am; no one else is
Is only and is last of all my pieces
He is wherever; whatever he is
The life of me that never ceases

He is open and unfolding skies
Is what occurs behind shut eyes
Is where time goes when it flies
The love in me that never dies

He is why I am; my living poetry
Is the cure for my heart’s malady
Is all to me; my all is he
The only reason why I am me
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