Monday, November 08, 2010

Flight.

Serene, as the blues and aqua greens wash over me, cleansing my soul of toxicity. Your eyes have lit my path, and I am in the dark no more, relieved to finally be disassociated from wrath. I take your hand trustingly, knowing that like my shepherd you will not lead me asunder or astray. As certain as the sun, I know that you will rise in the east, and set in the west at the end of my days. A night spent with you is as surreal as Dali's dreams realized through art; your name now circulates with my blood throughout my body, continuously passing through my heart. On Noah's ark, you would have surely been the partner that made my pair complete, yours is the kind of beauty that could never become obsolete. The three wishes I had been granted need not be fulfilled now that you have arrived, conscious of you now, I wonder how prior to you I had ever survived. Alive, oxygen fills my lungs with a fervour that puts fire to shame; torrid and blazing as it lights me up, making me exclaim your name. Blood rushes to my head causing it to swell with desire, you will be the greatest victory once you are acquired. Trojan warriors could not claim to reap such luxurious spoils of war, your seductive lips and sensual kiss are further reasons why it is you that I adore. Captured in your web, you were the predator to my prey; the hunter became the hunted, making me feel as fragrant and desired as the most flowery bouquet. I close my eyes and envision you deep within my mind, and long to take away your blues, liberating you from the past in which you were once confined. My love is refined, sophistication and romance will fill the pages that align this chapter of our lives, I will let you come as long as you communicate to me when it is that you will arrive. My house is only a home when inhabited by the warmth of your demulcent touch against my skin, my decadence alleviated, I take you in my arms and hold you, as we create poignant melodies played upon our violins. You can play the innocent prisoner, as I pretend to be the jilted jailer jangling your freedom's keys; convince me to release you, charm and soothe me like the seven seas. Your radiance beguiles me, inveigles then obfuscates my sanity; you are the reason I smile from the inside out, my spirits lifted like the bourgeoisie. Like the finest champagne, your love bubbles inside my chest; no longer depressed, I can attest to the fact that I will be the one who will love you best. Amazed, I rock side to side in search of solace as if entranced and in a daze, you are the burning embers that caused the fire that has passionately set my insides ablaze. Spread your wings as we prepare to take flight and escape through a newly opened door; this one will surely lead to ecstasy galore as insanity does not live here anymore. Fly away with me, let us soar throughout the skies; thank you for quickly becoming another reason why the sun rises behind my eyes.

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