Lying on her side, a smile playing on those lips,
My gaze imprisoned by that quiver..
I can't seem to turn away,
Nor can I look into the deep blue sea that are her eyes..
The warmth from her lying form,
enough to melt a stony heart.
The glow from the soul,
enough to light a closed mind.
The Sun shines in waves on her head,
The only waves I want to wash my being in.
Freeze, this moment as much as he tries.
The next one always takes his breath away.
He moves in with an aim to never let her fall.
The conspiracy theorists spring their traps,
Hoping for a stumble, a trip, anything for a little fun.
Not giving in, he resolves, Not giving in as he banishes them.
A shadow falls across her face,
One that he does not recognize and yet knows so well.
It threatens a storm but he's been here before.
The rain doesn't scare him for he knows the wind blows on their side.
The Road is winding and The Horizon doesn't exist.
She is my compass, She is my survival kit, She is my passion.
She, the one with the heart so wide.
She, the one with the spirit so strong.
He kisses her on the lips,
Soft enough not to awake her.
Strong enough to blow away the darkness.
It is now. Now is their time. This is the start of their story.
~Fin~
Outro:
Outro:
"One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told."
-- Asaf Avidan
4 comments:
"He kisses her on the lips,
Soft enough not to completely awake her.
Strong enough to blow away any darkness."
I would like to see you write more along these lines (If you could identify this flow in your words)
I sometimes feel this is a very common style of writing that I seem to adopt. You don't think so.?
Or as I see now, you are probably referring to the emotive quotient in these..
Quite an awesome one ! Any person you are targetting in that? :D
--Catwoman...Maybe
Ah yes, indeed. The subject of this particular post.
Ah what a lovely apparition she is. ;)
PS: I must be doing something right, if I'm getting the attention of super-heroes. :P
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