Old Emotion

*I wrote this...over a year ago but I just thought I'd post it anyway because I ran across it*

Like a line from a song
You made your way into my abstract thoughts,
An uncertainty that terrified my heart
But truth staring me blatantly in the eye.

And what is it that I long for
More than heaven’s mercy
But truth.
To discover such a surreal treasure
In one pair of enthralling, emerald eyes
Must truly be amazing grace.

Just when my notions of enchantment
Were written off to frivolous fairy tales
And my concepts of an unparalleled bliss
Crushed by constant rejection,
An unknown ecstasy presented itself,
A poetic masterpiece of captivation and awe,
An ethereal inspiration that was long in coming
But well worth the wait.

Passions run high
As ebony entertains my nocturnal senses,
Reminiscent of midnights passed,
Yet how appropriate: the witching hour.
And I, spellbound beyond all sanity and reason.

I should be alarmed
But rapture prevails
And the fall into euphoria
Satisfies even my greatest desires.

Your kisses seem to pulse through my veins
Until they attain my heart
With the most blessed assurance I have ever known.
Somehow, your whimsical yet genuine words
Are unnecessarily perfected by the moment.
To live in this moment, this second, forever
Would be unsurpassed jubilation.

I’m aware that I am inanely selfish in this guilty pleasure,
Stealing your being and your very essence
From so many who deserve it more than I.

Somehow though, this all feels…
As it should be.
Something so memorable about these arms encircling my waist,
Yet fresh and exhilarating
As if this instant continues from another life, another heaven.

Now reunited after light years have passed
Between our wandering spirits,
We treat the time at hand
As an otherworldly yet indisputable destiny.

These emotions,
Like the beguiling clouds in a drunken sky,
Filled to overflowing with welcome tears from above.
And finally the heavens open
And the skies flash with fate.
Finally sweet rain pours down our passion and ardor,
And oh how I have always loved getting caught in the downpour with you.

Now the zeal rushes over me
As water droplets cling to my lashes
And I hear your breath softly in my ear,
A promise of always having some one to run to.

The security of this second
Is perfect.
Incomparable
To any lifetime before or after.

Suddenly, with perplexing lucidity
I hear the truth that I saw in those emerald eyes
So many times before
“I’m going to be the one to save you.”