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.
