Center Word

Take this;

My gift to you as a natural human being.
For I do so within myself and
yearning for a possible re-conceiving.
And now, into further words that live no
more in your head
than up on your ceiling...
Carry on;
there, more challenges and trivial situations
that are here to linger and leaving.

My sun,

For the time has come when you've
yet to see such internal passion
that'll never amount to none.