Stark's World

In the very complicated shade of my souls, you are the hidden chamber, the sacred vessel where a piece of my essence resides.  In the profound magic of our connection, you became my Horcrux, holding fragments of my being, forever entwined in the alchemy of love.

A heart encased in icy walls, Where loneliness echoes in its halls. A long, cold winter he's endured, Each day a battle, barely cured. He sees them come and then depart, Leaving a void within his heart. He longs for warmth, a hand to hold, But fears the hurt, the story untold. Trust, a fragile bird with wings so frail, He cages it, fearing it will fail. For opening up is like a dare, To expose the wounds he keeps with care. A hug, a touch, a gentle embrace, Might shatter him, reveal his face. His tears, like rivers, long suppressed, Ready to flood, finding no rest. So he remains within his shell, A lonely boy, living in hell. Yearning for a love, sincere and pure, To mend his soul, forever sure. One day, perhaps, a ray of light, Will pierce the darkness, ever bright. And in that moment, he'll finally see, Love that sets him free.

In shadows cast by a moon's soft glow, A boy, lost in a world of ebb and flow. His heart, a canvas of hues untold, Lonely whispers, stories yet unfold. Through misty dreams, where tears may fall, He wanders, seeking a love to call. A melody of sorrows in his chest, Yet hope persists, a resilient guest. In solitude, he finds his way, A journey danced in shades of gray. Through valleys low and mountains high, He yearns for love to draw nigh. Alone, but not defeated, he stands, A sculptor of fate, with hopeful hands. In every tear, a chance to heal, A kaleidoscope of emotions is real. Sadness weaves a dosser of blue, Yet joy emerges, a golden hue. He waits, a patient, tender dove, For love to descend from skies above. With each heartbeat, a story to tell, Of a boy who learned to break his shell. In quiet moments, where dreams converge, He discovers the power of love's surge. So let the winds of fate conspire, To lift his spirit, ever higher. For in the dance of stars above, A love...