Upon laying my eyes on you,
hitched breathing,
unblinked,
reminding me of
fallen dew.
Rapid beats of the drum
I called my heart.
Everything else other
than you?
Always simply falls
apart!
Striking stardust, or
a setting sun, in fading
purple hue?
Unable to move, I am stuck
in this view.
Mesmerized, I move to
you, unknowingly.
A serene chaotic mess,
or symmetry?
I stumbled as you blinked,
and smiled,
tentatively beaming, my soul
went wild.
I heard, "Oh! you smug
lad, priding on what!"
Will you be so, once
lost, like those
who seek
much?
High on the addiction of
your smell,
I ride all around, twirling,
dancing, a beautiful hell.
Sighing, let me say this,
"When death takes my
hand,
I'll hold him with other,
look for his essence in
lifetime, in any
land."
Still whirling on love,
for more I
waited.
Then added, with eyes
twinkling,
"In our choices lie what is fated."
Yours Luna,
YOU ARE READING
Catastrophe
PoetrySolace and peace those words unknown to me, Chaos in my existence thoughts and mind, I portray them through my words, On the brink of losing myself, Held by a thread with sanity, I am falling toward this Catastrophe...! ¤ I have blended the amalgama...
