One Is Nothing But Two Is All Poem by Siim Andreas Peter Saarva

How can someone mean so much, being a prime,
Without even being present, or close at the time,
I always keep seing you, in a white dress,
Seing you in a white shine, never loving you less,
Whenever you step up to me, and look into my eyes,
Making me want to spin my body, in a hundred of ties,
Never have I, or ever will, be mad at you,
Cause your smile and eyes, will let me see through,
Whatever I do, you always showing me those smiles,
Giving me power, to walk a thousand miles,
When you are not here, here by my side,
Feeling so lonely, feeling like being fried,
Fried of impatience, fried of tears,
But with you by my side, I have no fears,
I wish it would be you, and me for all eternity,
When you are here, I can feel the immortality,
I know that whatever happends, you will love me still,
Even how sad I am, you will my heart refill,
With just a glims of your eyes, or a kiss from your lips,
Will make me feel your love, all the way to my finger tips,
I can not describe, how much you mean to me,
But I will give it a try... you see,
If I am a sailor, then you are my boat that I can sail on,
If I am a pound, then you are my water to fill me all the way up,
If I am a word, then you are my letters to describe my value,
If I am a bird, then you are the wind blowing under my wings,
If I am a lightning string, then you are the sun that sent me out,
If I am the word Love, then you are the meaning of that word,
Whatever I am, I would be nothing,
Without you, I wouldn't be there,
And you see, that wouldn't be fair.