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It was like listening to a siren calling me for shipwreck a voice so beautiful it was blinding overtaking my senses, leaving me numb I lost my eyes and stared into a vast space of sensual imagery she caught me off guard something like the first time hearing your mother's voice or what i would imagine how angels would sound in heavenly choirs I could do nothing but listen lost in a passion unsettled caught in an infatuation untamed she was killing me softly and her homicidal reverie was bliss every word a silhouette of beauty every note a kiss to my temporal lobe I fell in love with a song I was far past a level of contentment for a moment I had found true happiness caught between my eardrum and my fantasies I was loved and then there was silence and I felt a sea of blue wash over my emotional hue I came back to my senses and could see I could feel the movement of the stale indoor air within this awkward silence was disparity an urgency brought forth by a coming of age too soon for my soul to endure immediate memories plagued my mind desperately trying to remember every riff, every vocal fluctuation every syllable, every image but my thoughts was like a tin can on a string a primitive replication like being wakened from a great dream I was suffocated by dissapointment I was alone in silence but as I pondered my current distress an epiphany shined through like the sun in the eye of the storm I had a replay button once again, beautiful bliss. To understand my words, you must first understand my mind. Balik737 |