Through the crumbling ruins and holy shrines of the memories ,
lost in sands of time ,
that midnight invites
into my every single,
private thought ,
the picture of you rushing ,
flooding
my combined synapses
in a brilliant
rush of uncontrolled ecstasy longing...
the emotions running
from nowhere
to everywhere ,
hurting and caressing
every nerve in the body
that mellows and forms
under your every touch.
I'm drunk ,
for that I truly do apologize.
I am sober
yet so incredibly
intoxicated
by every abstractable
essence of the beautiful angel
I have dared to love ,
to hold ,
to kiss.
The very thought
of you
makes me want to
scream and cry ,
to laugh and love ,
to live and die.
I'm a runaway horse
running on a train track ,
an omega wolf
seeking every star
in order to find you...
I'm a writer of words
that flows from inside
to every piece of white
that might care
to sacrifice
everything
that might leave me hanging
between the moon and sun , right between the rivers and seas ,
lost on both heaven and earth.
I love you.
I loved you.
I will love you.
It's a never ending fountain
from inside my soul ,
my heart that echoes ,
" I love you! "
as though it was bottled up
for centuries ,
ages , eons.
I love you.
Always.
But I guess some things
alcohol really can't say...
ever.
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