Something About Medusa
Something About Medusa by Kenny Davis
I don't know how to explain it
I've caught feelings for Medusa
She's shown and taught me many things
Experiences I am not used to
She can turn me to stone
Then I can always be there when she needs me
Then when she is ready for me to love her in return
Maybe then and only then she'll be compelled to release me
I can get lost in her eyes
If it meant being trapped in her gaze
Blessed to have her as my lasting vision
To bask in her beauty for the rest of my days
My desire, my love for her
To be forever encased in this stone like prison
I would love nothing more, if she is to be my future
More than a woman I could ever dream of, or furthermore, ever envision
If I am to hold such a love for her inside
Deep in my catatonic, stone like state
Means of a future to hold her close and true in my arms
Then, encased in stone, am I forever willing to wait
If this is to be my position in her life
My soul forever forced into a deep sleep
Then may I be blessed to have on last vision of her
Forever, to hold her, in my dreams
Though the power of this woman may be the cause
Of this vessel of mine being hardened
May she always have a special place for me
Close to her heart, in her secret garden.
Held deep inside, I'll always know
Why this beauty chose to take these old bones
And chose to take my love for her and encase them in stone
Because I'll always be where she needs me, by her side, to never be left alone
© December 2014 k.davis
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