Tranquilishly as soft as a cotton ball falling from the sky,
Like dandelions in the air before the spring breeze dies,
The moment frozen in time,
A time we couldn't revive,
Bled through a summerfull of sacrifice,
A moment in time,
There was no rhythm and rhyme,
To all of the poems I'd written, I'd sit and criticize,
Never bet on me,
I'm not surely, gonna stand up to your expectations,
They are so pure,
Lighting up my mind like mahogany leaves mixed in my tea broth,
Magic that floats up the air, lots and lost, it travels across the great noon escape and mighty 'Lane May',
Cause the iceberg stations of my greatest escape into the facade of the decade,
Lies so pure,
Melting in my arms like honey,
I am so yours,
Never even thought about the "so called",
People who like to mess up moments by leaving missed calls,
"Oh my god, just let us be can you?"
Falling asleep in your arms,
And waking up to your sunlit face,
And your aesthetic gaze always dazzling me with your charm,
And I am so calm, and I think it might be because of the resonance of your voice,
So deep it's so nice to fall asleep to,
"Not that I'm saying you're boring",
But I needed to, find someone like you,
Who I would love too much too,
Let go like a wave,
Would you stay or go away?
And on the swings, clashing rings,
Holding hands for eternity,
Your hand in my hair, my lips losing their virginity,
And you smirk at me, just like you did when we were 17,
And you said,
"You are too pure",
Was taking care of my fragile heart ever a chore?
And I bet you still stalk me when I'm near the sleep-shore,
And I love your stares on me,
Your arms around me,
"Aren't you sore?" I ask,
You mumble,
"Never better never been this sure"
And I never thought I would meet you,
16 hours in I would still need you,
Magic bent in all directions,
Sparks flew by from every section,
My heart feels like its the garden of Eden tonight,
Filled with forbidden fruits and scaled scathing advice,
But I block them out,
I grab your hand, I say,
"I need you NOW",
You happily fall into me,
I'm levitating now,
Feel you, feel me,
I am nervous somehow,
The lights go dim and the world just stops,
And you get down on one knee,
And My eyes are bluring out,
And you pull out the ring that your grandma gave you,
"Told me to give it to only you",
And I cried like a baby, and I hugged you tight,
Never have I ever been so grateful on a night,
They're usually anxious,
Filled with collapsing nervous systems,
But tonight hit differently in all aspects and visions,
And I can picture us sitting on a wooden porch,
In front of our house in a Switzerland resort,
And I would love you for eternity,
If you promise me tonight,
That you will never leave me, and just hold me tight
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Greatly Indefinite
Fiction HistoriqueIcarus is a man of passion, love, duty and a sense of belonging and Mio was his lover. In a world filled with hatred, self-loathing, mechanical and brutal men and women who would execute you for being yourself and loving who you want to, Mio seeks j...
