What are you to me?

Who are you to me?

Whatever it is, you are to me!

I live inside and you inside of me

Indentured, captured, ensnared

You are tied to me!

You may walk and talk, fly about it seems

They might deny all they want

You belong to me!

The man is condemned, and finished

What is he to you?

They might inquire all they want

I belong to you!

Our love is surely an enigma

Our lives seemingly a non-ending stigma

Many have declared love as such

Yet, here it is, everlasting like eternity

In state of flux

But, sturdy, consistent, persistently evergreen

It flies, it soars, landing on

Snow covered peaks

My love gripped in the talons of your loyalty

My heart, my being, my existence it seems

Indentured, captured, ensnared

Forever imprisoned in the fields of your dreams

So, do you still ask…?

What are you to me?

Who are you to me?

Whatever it is, you are to me!

-By Tariq MaQbool