The Other Half Poem by Kyle Maksuta

'When her lips touch mine, her body warm to the touch, my eyes looking into her eyes, our minds, our souls, and our hearts become one. She is my everything, she is my nothing, for without her I am nothing, and with her I am everything. When she is gone a piece of me is gone, and when she is here I am whole again. She is my bridge above troubled waters, she is the hand that helps me up, she is the warm breeze that crosses my face. She is exquisite, she is articulate, and she is beautiful. She is my friend, my comfort, my life, and my love. She will always be there. Through hard times, times of joy, and times of sadness, and I the same… '