Triangular

When I cant have her
To hold in my arms
Its as if betrayed
Simply because of preference

I feel a rising
Balance of sun and moon
Triangular in irregularity
Impressively disabling myself

But when I have her
Every transgression forgive
Regardless of actual apologies
I know exactly why

Her crystalline eyes, pure
They captivate me as a whole
Forcing my words to stumble
And my logic to disassemble

In the passion developing
I see truth and knowledge
Burning for just her
I dive from certainty