Nothing Can Define You

My eyes cannot see you, but you nestle amid my eyes, 

My heart can no more grasp you, but in the abyss, you reside. 

My distraught mind races in manifold paths, seeking your refuge, 

Your carnal spoor has declined 

But your surreal touch summons an emotive deluge. 

You have been the canopy of oomph, splurge, and debonair unbounded

You are cerulean abound where l can merge undaunted. 

You are my ossified province to reprieve me from the slithery tread, 

Being cornucopia of living art you chariot me towards the inerrant target. 

When my pertinacious attempt flinches to reach your incorporeal presence, 

I surmise you to be in the Basil delphinium of my residence. 

Being the divine sentinel you safeguard me from infelicity, 

And actuate my life by the pious flame of the earthen luminary. 

Your fragrance still subsist, interspersed in every article you left behind, 

Those teardrops that stained the angst fringes of my pillow, all agonies they define. 

No measure of lamentation can alleviate the distancing of your subtle existence, 

Once more I aspire to be an integral part of your motherhood 

And levitate my childhood in your guidance.