Love Poem: Until it's you

Until it's you

Until it's you 
Didn't realise that I was enclosed 
In the frigidity caused by kin
The sorrow engulfed me 
Not the soul but the inlet of ardour 
Which made me in a cold sweat 
To air my passion 
Just not for you but for feelings
It made me feel like a sinister 
For none, for having a gab 
With you I have no boundaries.

Until it's you 
I have no companions 
Not of support but of satiety 
Didn't realise I apologized 
Constantly even not being a part of it
A small hat tip is never enough 
For the convo of simple words 
Which makes me feel serene 
The radiance you hold
Even while concealing not 
Just face but my refuge.