This is my first attempt at writing a Klaine poem. I write a lot of poetry, and this one kind of popped into my head. It's in Kurt's point of view to Blaine.

I don't own Glee.


Here, the sunlight bursts from the clouds

Here, is where I truly belong

How did I live, without you before?

There is nothing left that I cannot see, that does not affect you or me

I long for your touch, your grace, your reason

And there is not doubt that I am now healing

Whether you were made for me, I do not care

All I know is that we are here.