I am cold;He is warmth

I am the chilly wind blowing in the hills

He is the raging fire eating up the woods

I'm pale; He's bright

I'm death; He's life...

When I'm lost in the dark horizons of fear,

Iyearn for him;crave for him;cry for him...

He is the fullness that fills my vacuum,

My thoughts, my mind, day and night

He is my Sun, my Almighty star

My light, my life.

Awake or asleep,

In dream or in game,

I always want him...

And when I won't exist,...

I would still want him!!!