ALL THAT YOU NEED

How can I level the moments that long for my breath in your memories? 

I walk, I run and the only thing that reaches your ears, comforts your eyes is my unmanned odourless apologies. 

Tired of all my spilled excuses that testify my demons I wrap this as a compensation for all my prolonged absences. 

To hold you when you collapse, to embrace you in your mourning. 

To face your locked-up harshness, to enjoy your aura at dusk, to let flow your mind's wanderings at dawn. 

To adore the smile that your lips hide, to excavate all the melancholy you are full of and to celebrate all that is you. 

When your hands get tired of finding me, lend your eyes to this. 

In every reflection you see, I am there inside and remember even if broke, I am still there inside. 

(This was inspired from Rumi's poem, "A Gift to Bring to You")