Complete

She need not complete me. I'm as whole as an asshole need be. But oh... does she inspire me. See, she stokes the fire inside of me simply by being to the side of me. She more than accents me. The beauty of her mind, body And soul engulfs me, it radiates so intensely we can't be seen individually. She motivates me, for her I struggle to be... half the man she deserves me to be, while fighting daily to be one quarter the man she believes me to be. She strengthens me. As if she fills the voids in the cinder blocks that make me with the love and compassion filled mortar that is she, enabling me to be the solid as a rock me she needs me to be. She need not complete me yet, I need she completely.