So, this poem is a bit cheesy, I'll admit. But it was inspired by somebody special, so I guess that's okay :) Enjoy!


To shine in the thirsty Sun

Every Second of every Day

Green.

Two single rings of gold.

Crooked.

Two single rows of white.

A Finger that approaches

Hovers

Lingers

Haunts

Does not touch.

A touch is a grain of sand in the vast desert

A drop in the ocean.

One Second

In all of the Seconds

Of every Day.

Pale.

Beauty both blinding and familiar.

A flick of the wrist

A turn of the head

A strand of hair drifting.

Austere.

Hidden Passion and festering Desire.

The hint of a smile

The edge of a laugh

Perfectly sculpted.

Planned.

Machinations of logic, of numbers

Of philosophy

Of religion

Of obscure explosions

Obscure bursting

Obscure emotion.

Beating.

Beating.

Beating.

A Heart

That keeps

Beating.

High head

Lifted chin

A twirl.

Drowning Passions floating

Floating

Up to the surface

To shine in the thirsty Sun.

A pulse racing

Two pulses racing

Intertwinement.

Not of body

Not of flesh

But of mind

Of Soul

Of Being.

Beneath the brilliance

The shimmer

The Beauty

The Perfection

Doubt sulks

Threatens the Seconds

That tick...tick.

Words bounce

Praise flies.

Unprocessed, marred

Marred in disbelief.

Itching Fingers

Licking lips

Golden Music.

Drowning Passions floating

Floating

Up to the surface

To shine in the thirsty Sun.

Smiles

Eyes

Skin

Speed of light

Remnants of a brilliant mind

Hints

Genius

Waves and Lights

Phenomena

Drowning Passions floating

Floating

Up to the surface

To shine in the thirsty Sun.

Beautiful in silence.

Beautiful in sound.

Beautiful in happiness.

Beautiful in anger.

Beautiful in the flesh.

Beautiful in the soul.

Beautiful, shining in the thirsty Sun.


There you have it! Please leave your comments, constructive criticism, etc. Thank you, I hope you liked it!