Heartbreak, sorrow and grief transcended led me to the path that meandered in your direction, flying above the sky on the back of a bird called bliss, you are the closest yet to perfection, I can feel it in your kiss. Your brown eyes make me glow from the radiant heat and love that I see reflected inside, I saddle up and grab the reins, more prepared now than I've ever been for any other ride, hopefully this one devoid of pain. Like kerosene, you looked at me and I was set ablaze like gasoline. Relieved to be reignited as I thought I lost my light and that my prose would remain unrequited. My flammable heart burns brazenly inspired by your scent, as my spirit moans crazily from your manna, you are truly Heaven sent. Suddenly, the gears in my mind race again, sending blood and your name coursing through my victorious veins. Virulent love infects me making me glow from the inside out, although I try with great effort to keep my guards up and devout, you have already replenished me and saved my endangered terrain from its dire drought. Drenched in you, new life grows in what I believed had become a barren wasteland, just from one look or the slightest touch of your hand. Drowned in sweat, dripping from our heads and slowly trickling down, we dance as passion and pleasure become the first new inhabitants of my heart's ghost town. My thirst slaked, you slayed the fire-breathing dragon that threatened to devour me whole, tortured artist syndrome as I felt I needed to be in despair in order for my words to flow, forgetting that states of ecstasy also watered the seeds helping them blossom and then letting them grow, intrigued that all you had to do was put your lips together and blow. Although my past followed me attempting to infect us with the venom spit by others' bias judgments, I adore you for giving me the benefit of the doubt and avoiding falling prey to their misguided grudges. Winter cold heart of mine has thawed, even as remnants of my past ice ages may still remain, let me in and I will be the heat and vitamin D that feeds your brain. As I continue to melt, I will do to you what spring does to the cherry trees, caress you when the world is unkind, as my fragrant breeze brings you to your knees in adoration. Summer's sun will bring us closer, I will have no more need for hibernation as our love will come full bloom after spring showers, we will be surrounded by the most bountiful gardens of flowers. In Autumn, we will fall again; my leaves made colourful by your sweet surrender, thank you for coming, your arrival might just be my number one contender.
Time stood still for nary a soul, it dragged its feet, aching and old. Blistering heat that made us melt, we were once softer than silk felt. Hallowed hearts wind whistled through, covered in bruises, black and blue. Hardly broken, but maybe bent, running on empty and love spent. There comes a day in all our lives, when our failures cut deep as knives. But you shall remain a triumph, you stayed with me, like a science. Words were whispered, curses, we'd shout, until the blood drained from our mouths. Yesterday—softer than silk felt; seems like all we do these days is yell.
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