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Rated: E · Poetry · Inspirational · #1712373
A poem about a love that isn't always expressed
The door opens in slow motion
Or have you stopped my mind in freeze-frame?
Am I seeing things properly?
I need to focus closely through the clamour
That races through the images that cause so much distraction
For, within these pictures of perfection
There is a heavenly glow that stops in the frame.
Is that you that I see in an aura of purity?
You are an unbelievable vision that floats there in space
Like a child away from home for the first time
I am in awe of those creatures
That are just outside of my grasp
Like a sign telling me to keep off the grass
You just step through the cracks in my mind
Setting in motion an avalanche of emotion
And these feelings are unbearable.
How is it that you can do that to me?
How do you bring about a day dream?
That never ends for long enough to really experience,
for even though I want to look up to the clouds
It ends in a sense of longing.
My lids are shut and I answer to the blackness
My eyes close and all I can see
Is you.
You walk to me as if you bring me comfort.
But within that little smile
I am encapsulated with the depth of you
And I find myself hiding within 
That dimple that I melt deep into
Trapped as in the abyss and can’t get out
I can no longer stand in your presence
My legs no longer work as they should
Because I am enslaved by your beauty
As it traps me in the distortions that you create within me.
Is there really no going back?
Letting the night take over from the day.
Passing from each closed gateway
Dragging my feet to the next closed window
Where can I go from here?
For the years unfold before me
And I can’t imagine a life without
A faint vision that memory holds
Deep within an endless void
That can’t even capture the day to day
Signs of life within the stagnant pools
That lust evolves through.
Gathering the moments that I saw you
Through out the day there claims to be
A million more visions that I can trace
It can be equivalent to that day
When you made the Earth stand still
And flew into your arms
Remember that?
It seems that that it may have never happened
But I am sure that there is truth
Within the words that hold dear
And the venom of my own horrid thoughts.
You stood within the door way
Holding up the pedestal that I later
Placed you on.
Your porcelain skin shimmers
Hints of colour dance through the night
Like the oil paint glazed
Fired on you like
The billion upon billions of star
That light up my heart
Burning through the cloudy sky
That holds me back
Against a veil
Am I blinded by the stage show?
Can I truly see through the wrap?
That covers what lies beneath the facade?
There is a dazzling that holds my heart
Gently, in soft glowing hands
That warms me and lets
My blood race around my body.
Christ, I can’t understand what is happening
To me.
Stop this torture that entangles me
In love that gravitates beyond these floors.
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