As Two Seas Collide
A glance grabbed at my stomach
While my eyes streched into the heavens
As I caught his scent my, my legs moved on their own volition
towards the person that made me whom I supposedly am.
As he strode down Doll Street
The Sun guarded him from behind as The Wind fought him from the front
His body hard and beautiful
His eyes a stormy sea wrecking ship by ship
His tongue speaking the language of man, love and other things too.
My weak mind couldn't resist such beauty
It collapsed and wept
Because for him I will die but not live
Is that not the way things are supposed to be?
The storm caught my eyes in my own tempest
and as the two collided all was calm
My mind still wept and his body still beautiful
but together we spoke the language of love
and shared the tongue of man.
Now the Sun guarded me as well
Even The Wind thought my an enemy to it's eternal bitterness.
Copyright © Norman Krahtz | Year Posted 2013
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