You Are...

You Are...

You're the pillow of my dreams

I don't want to wake up soon

you're the train of my soul

I want to travel far inside your heart

you're the cure to all the problems

I want to be healed until I die

you're the clouds of my positive emotions

I want you to burst into the rain and shower me

you're like the oxygen

I want to deep breathe you, to live a little longer

you're the half-filled glass of love, to which

I want to pour my share of half 

you're the beautiful moonlight

I want to  lighten it up more by being the rays of the sunlight

you're the red wine

I want to taste it every day,

till it gets embellished with age

you're the holy shrine

can I put my heart there and make you mine?

                                                      ~ S