GLIMPSE

You never feel more complete
or real  as when you're loved
The surge of potential
pleases and elevates

And when you hear
'I Adore You'
by your
soul's twin
It is your glimpse
of transcendendance-

You're blessed with
rare benefaction
and feels like your
armour's steely core
is tensile to withstand
life's vagaries

Those that dont feel
the same- and
their hordes are
mulitudinous
shy shame's
curse of completeness

And forever search like
Pilgrim Souls to find
the missing
light