Meeting
Posted 03-15-2011 at 03:07 PM by nikechk89
*Hey guys, I was in the mood to write, So check this out and let me know what you think*
The meeting...
The point where my reality
and his collided.
the point where our worlds
crossed for one incredible instant.
it means nothing.
The first touch, where hand meets hand,
and face meets face,
and body meets body
his lips meet mine;
this moment.
is utterly pointless...
these things are all mere formalities of
the flesh that will all too soon fade away.
bodies, come and go...moments,
come and go but eternity...
froze just for an instant, when i decided to look
into his eyes.
Instantly; i am captivated, instantly; i am imprisoned and
suddenly, unexpectedly i am caught steadfast by his gaze.
as a bewildered prey gasps for its least breath before the moment
of devour, so am i caught, so am i drawn into the abyss that dwells
within his eyes.
while in captivity.
i hear the whispers of his spirit to my own
it tells me the truth of who he is, the secret to his power
the weakness that i possess within myself.
he shows me the fear that i never could admit.
he shows me the hurt that i never could forget.
he see's my mind, my motives, my heart and
accepts them all for what they are.
and he loves me still.
i have met the man that is
my past, he is my present, and i can only pray that
he will be my future. he
will be my downfall.
he is my nothing,
yet still my everything.
my connection to reality, yet my illusion from
harsh ways of the world...
I am overwhelmed by his intensity,
i am astonished by the nakedness of my soul before him
he knows me,
he sees me
he touches parts of me that i have never known and
the fresh ambiance that is him pushes through the lungs of me
as if i've never taken a breath before.
the sting of his piquant truth blows my
mind and i can barely find myself.
my heart is drowning,
my soul is lost,
within the depths that make up who he is and suddenly,
i cant remember who i was before him.
i dont want to know who i could become after him.
and all of a sudden i find myself wishing that i could look into his eyes
forever
wishing that i could feel this new life
forever,
hoping that i could belong to him...
forever.
but then i realize... that this
is just a moment.
this is just a touch...this
is just a meeting of the eyes.
.....
and meetings, mean
nothing at all.
The meeting...
The point where my reality
and his collided.
the point where our worlds
crossed for one incredible instant.
it means nothing.
The first touch, where hand meets hand,
and face meets face,
and body meets body
his lips meet mine;
this moment.
is utterly pointless...
these things are all mere formalities of
the flesh that will all too soon fade away.
bodies, come and go...moments,
come and go but eternity...
froze just for an instant, when i decided to look
into his eyes.
Instantly; i am captivated, instantly; i am imprisoned and
suddenly, unexpectedly i am caught steadfast by his gaze.
as a bewildered prey gasps for its least breath before the moment
of devour, so am i caught, so am i drawn into the abyss that dwells
within his eyes.
while in captivity.
i hear the whispers of his spirit to my own
it tells me the truth of who he is, the secret to his power
the weakness that i possess within myself.
he shows me the fear that i never could admit.
he shows me the hurt that i never could forget.
he see's my mind, my motives, my heart and
accepts them all for what they are.
and he loves me still.
i have met the man that is
my past, he is my present, and i can only pray that
he will be my future. he
will be my downfall.
he is my nothing,
yet still my everything.
my connection to reality, yet my illusion from
harsh ways of the world...
I am overwhelmed by his intensity,
i am astonished by the nakedness of my soul before him
he knows me,
he sees me
he touches parts of me that i have never known and
the fresh ambiance that is him pushes through the lungs of me
as if i've never taken a breath before.
the sting of his piquant truth blows my
mind and i can barely find myself.
my heart is drowning,
my soul is lost,
within the depths that make up who he is and suddenly,
i cant remember who i was before him.
i dont want to know who i could become after him.
and all of a sudden i find myself wishing that i could look into his eyes
forever
wishing that i could feel this new life
forever,
hoping that i could belong to him...
forever.
but then i realize... that this
is just a moment.
this is just a touch...this
is just a meeting of the eyes.
.....
and meetings, mean
nothing at all.
Total Comments 3
Comments
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Posted 03-15-2011 at 03:58 PM by Stone-Free
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Posted 03-15-2011 at 07:11 PM by nikechk89
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Posted 03-15-2011 at 11:33 PM by Ainie
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