You Shine

 
I don't mean to whine
It's hard to define
I cannot confine
It's nothing benign
maturing like wine
yet not by design
I must redefine
I feel more than fine
I cannot decline
I call your hot line
I build you a shrine
On my heart I sign
that you will be mine
and I will be thine
our hearts now entwine
as I realign  
to you I incline
I feel your love shine
a love so divine
we two now combine
 
Authors Note: I have just invented a new poem form - It's called a Night Bluebird - it has strict rules:
 
The end rhyme must remain constant
The poem must be exactly 20 lines long
Each line must only contain exactly 5 syllables
Any subject matter or genre
 
Good luck to anyone that likes a challenge