And I never dreamed of us together,
For fire and ice are always apart.
But you broke through all the barriers,
Defied the laws and stole my heart.
It seemed as though the galaxy aligned,
One breezy night
As the moonlight danced
Into the balcony
Blanketing the bedroom
Under the twinkling stars
As if a fantasy bled into the realm of reality
And the impossible bent the rules of fate.
As if time came to a rippling stop
And all the voices began to slowly fade...
Your eyes drowned out even the music,
Capturing me in enticing sins.
Your lips locked onto mine
In a desperate longing
Slowly mapping out every inch of my bare skin
And though my insecurities invaded my thoughts
Threatening to darken this one moment of complete light
Your whispering words anchored me to the now...
My demons constantly attacked my sanity
"You're smart"
My skeletons gnawed away at dreams
"You're talented"
My ghosts kept putting up walls around my heart
"You're amazing"
My ugly scars screamed this was all a dream
"You're beautiful"
Because how could something this amazing be real?
"So beautiful"
How could someone like you love someone like me?
"******* beautiful"
How can someone love these flaws flowing relentlessly within me?
"I'm in love with you..."
How could these sins you whisper to me under the stars unravel the universe of emotions I've held inside me like this?
"And you're mine"
..And I always will be..
I'm not really Rebel Heart. She's busy so I'm taking over her account for a while (one of the perks of being a writer's best friend). All that's published on this account will solely be her writing however. I was reading through some of her work and found this from years ago. I have to admit I didn't know what to expect but all her words seemed to be so captivating. Unfortunately she, for whatever reason, has yet to publish some of her best work (that's my opinion), and labeled most of them as unedited or "unpublishable" (I'm sure that isn't a word). Throughout the days I guess it'll be interesting to see some of the words she's left for the world to see as she, like most of us poets, keeps 90% of her words locked away even from me. Let's venture through the depths of her mind together ~BM