Zandrite
how can I express
what we have?
the scope is madness itself
defined in the conventional sense
no interest in sanity
no care for logic
it fills up all available space
only the sky can contain it
that infinite bowl
overflowing with the contents
so very impossible
and altogether true
it’s oxygen for the soul
and now I can breathe
with you close to me
and you are always close
I hold you here
you are the reason
I can’t seem to help it
and I don’t want to
I want to stay lost
the only way I want to find
is the one we take together
each step on the same path
mad though it is
every step counted
all one thousand
four hundred
and sixty days’ worth
with each one worth keeping
not a step to subtract
only a heart that multiplies
this is what we have
a madness for two
a reason to breathe
a path to share
love that multiplies
that I will share with you
with you only
and always
happy anniversary