Static [manxman]

My Love

Walking through your door is bittersweet

Because entering means an inevitable exit

But the way you illuminate

How the blue energy surrounding you dances

Just by seeing my face

You captivate me

Reeling me in and holding me precious prisoner

If soulmates exist

And cosmos don't play cruel jokes

I believe you are mine

Body and soul and mind

Mere presence sets me off the edge

Each tattered piece of me becomes a treasure

Insecurities melt under the intensity of your flame

Soft lips pressed to the gnarled flesh on my wrists and thighs

Love like this shouldn't be possible

But neither should I

And you've always had a habit of crushing the impossible

Cosmos

Love

Energy

Fire

Miracle

You

In a life of misfortune

I'll never know how I came

To be as fortunate

As to have met you,

My Love