You

You are the grime of love on the wall of memory.

You are an imperishable skyscraper that has surpassed the sweep of time's broom.

You are the room of union and separation; you are the night, the desire, 

And you are also the salvation.

You are the beginning, 

You are the endless end within me.

You are the word of the past, 

the poetry of the present, 

And the novel of the future.