Imagine the feeling
Of slaying a dragon,
But mixed -
With the nerves
Of having to get close,
And face to face
With it,
But then -
At the same time
Loving the dragon.

Lips so tender she feels
Like velvet on fire,
Soft yet hot enough
To remind me she can hurt,
Just enough to remind me
‘Twas her inner core
I fell in love with
In the first place.

I can’t repaint the start
Nor it’s tenderness
To understand
The complexity
Of it’s cottons -
But know I am soft,
And I will always
Keep your heart
Warm.

Sometimes the blind
Lead the wide eyed,
Even in darkness
And glimmering light,
Our hearts skip once
For echoes to show -
hiding in shadows
when love starts to grow,
I’ll whisk you up -
Intertwining
The cyclone of love.

For every little step
a mountain to climb,
an ocean so deep
we are yet
to explore.
In this life I know
that all I can give
is an energy,
that never stops bouncing -
if I can do good
and set an example
for others -
even if I’m a pushover,
I’d rather do it
smiling at the ones
I create
every day

It seems that all of the actions
from people,
echo and speak much louder
than words do,
but the only problem is -
It seems to be pretty quiet,
doesn’t it?

Open tides aren’t new to the whispering winds of time -
They share the secrets above the surface,
And swap tales and stories about below -
Then wave goodbye in the mist of crossed paths,
Until next time
who will
Know.