His visions of a passion were
To me
A long awaited path into his heart
And he
As intensely reluctant to feel
As he was to paint a story,
One that, ironically
Included me
Invited me into his presence
And showed to me symphonious silence
And then we danced
Eternally intertwined in each other
Adorned in zealous glances
We danced in each others minds
And although we were blind
We saw each other lucidly
So in tune with one another
So aware that we were one
And then
He gave me the moon
Wrapped in the stars that we once found
That night that he had showed me beauty
Contained in the majestic eternity
That was the ebony night sky
And then
He kissed my longing soul
Kissed it gently with his paintbrush
As he stroked the my empty canvas
Painting lights and musicals
He embodied both our futures
Those we wrote when we first spoke
We were speechless but both willing
With intrigue and frailty
For we finally met the daydream
And then
He met my heart
A quick, informal introduction
The spell was cast and I was free
And as he intrigued me further
I was adamant in breathing
But contagious permanence
Of the smile he brought
Held my face so captive
And then I let myself
Let myself inhale his fragrance
Which I bottled and retained
The moment that I missed him
He flew back to my heart
A one way ticket only
That he had purchased with our time
And then we took a journey
Into each other’s words
Discovering the meaning
Of what we couldn’t speak
He splashed me with emotions
As I splashed with love
And we continue swimming
Into delicious currents
Without which, we would be
Merely strangers
Randomly placed onto the surface
Of an ever shallow planet
Wandering aimlessly
But never crossing paths