Solidified

Her parted lips cling to ghostly memories
Her heart beats faster, forgets to breathe
Flashes of a million beautiful phantom stories
Fly past closed eyes as she tries to cleave
To just one delicious, tangible thought,
Just one beauteous thing God wrought...
She remembers all his incredible vows,
How she wishes he could be there, now!
She pants, seized in wordless passion, breathless.
She lets gravely, slowly fade her red-rippling, tattered past.
She cleanly breathes out her soul’s sinful mess,
Letting him erase her thoughts that “love doesn’t last.”
A word, subtly flaming, surfaces:
You.
Flying to darkly, sparkling places.
You and I.
What a perfect, magic combination,
Ridding her soul of dead sensations!
She can believe in miracles again.
She prays to let come the gentle rain
Of His grace...
Blood races
Fast paces
She forgets her cold places.
He’s so real, she’s surreal
She’s learned how to feel
Her soul perspires through her skin
She is, at last, ready to let him fully in
No longer an aimless soul,
She—at last—feels whole.
She’s been solidified.
She had formerly died,
But Love resurrected her,
And all she can remember
Is melting, sinking, solidifying—
She still thinks it’s terrifying—
She fears that dreams might perish
That he will cease to so truly cherish
And she will go down anguished, screaming
“Love was deceiving!”—
But she and he are, she now sees, one,
And she knows her life’s only begun.
(She’s alive...)