Finding My Way

So lost and confused.
Still, I think of him,
when he captured my heart
and the shattered remains
of what I once was,
and made them his own.
The damaged goods of another
man's sins.

I laughed for him,
made his heart sing,
with its rapture!
I gave him a tear,
it gave him hope.
I gave him my love
in a singular moment,
found and treasured away.

Our dreams were one,
infinitesimal but
omnipotent in its purity.
Forever am I trapped,
seeking his solace,
his embrace,
his breath,
his kiss of life.