Wednesday, February 15, 2012

d(r)emi(y)god


We began so flammable.
That could never stop me from touching you.
Or looking,
blinding naked light –
you are truly beautiful;
even memory of you remains breathtaking.
You are wind air obeys,
you are floating
on a self-made breeze eternally.
Your stride is a ballet;
it is no surprise I rushed to keep up.
So proud
keeping pace beside you
until you got away.
We are so alike –
that is why I let you escape.
We are boundless;
I am the ocean
and I guide the current
and I command the waves.
You are universes
and galaxies away.
My thoughts find you.

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