Ode to Nothing

you are right
you are nothing
nothing shy of a filthy addiction that haunts and permeates the very depths of me
forcing me down into the depths of desolation when you are absent or perhaps even cold to the warmth that is our love
we fit like a glove
over 
under
twisting , turning, churning, yearning giving growing and knowing the dreamy high or your ecstasy
stolen like a thief and radiating from your shaking exposed guardless position
it is a mission
and intoxicating desire
a hungry aching urge
to merge
reunify

you are right
you are nothing
nothing less than a dream to behold
oh to watch you move
and light up a room
to speak with the rantings of a soul enraged by the ignorance and intolerance of world that has failed such a passionate soul
spiraling out of control yet calculated and smooth with the precision of a marksman

you are right
you are nothing
nothing but yet it seems
in a revelating indescribable epiphany of discovery 
you owned and consumed the being that was me 
crumbling walls and demolishing the telsa towers guarding my aching exposed heart
peering into it you see
that you were never really nothing
but more like everything to me.