the story of the two young lovers,
found one another at the perfectly wrong time.
a love so deep,
it could be viewed.
a wildfire not to be controlled,
by any of man's weak hands.
words comprehended to mean everything,
spoken in whispers frequently.
two strangers,
two opposite people.
for they were never meant,
to lie beside one another,
as they do.
fiery passions crash into one another,
seemingly meant to be,
yet so out of place.
too much lust of wanting to be,
too much wish of wanting to have.
seek what you wish,
the ecstasy,
or the real.
as i do the same,
and write only what i wish.
from the story of you and i,
although not over,
will live on.
s.d.
