Here is like fire. Hot and burning with love and desire.
I am like ice. Cold to the touch, and I melt when he touches me.
He is like sugar, you can eat him up by the spoonful. And he makes everything sweeter.
I am like molasses. I can't taste good without him, and about 13 other ingredients.
He is a gigantic oak tree, sucking up pollution and turning it into wonderful fresh air.
I am a car. Actually I'm like 7 semi trucks. Destroying the beautiful air he had created. He is the ocean, deep, vast, and beautiful. Mysterious in every way. Always finding new things about him.
I am plastic, tainting his wonderous waves. Choking up his animals and pores. Destorying his beauty.
He is everything good in the world. To me, he is God himself, giving and giving. Never receiving. Baking in beauty and happiness.
I am everything bad and ugly in this world. Lucifer himself. Getting banished out of heaven because I loved God to much. I still love him too much.
Yet we are perfect for each other. We are in perfect harmony. Him balancing me out, and I balancing him. I find bad in him, just as he finds good in me.
YOU ARE READING
Poems: From the mind of the lonely
PoetryThese are what keep me up at night. Just pure writing and raw feeling. please enjoy.