I tried to force my love upon him
down by the rising seas where the
sunrise hovered above beach houses,
deep azure waves searching for
drifting dreams, darkened trees
soundless and confused, meaningless
leaves seeping into loneliness and buried
thoughts, as heart longed for his touch,
soft skin resting upon heavenly dimensions,
chiseled cheekbones a perfect square of
glorious delight, bright marine eyes a
constellation of many shades, all
defining an astonishing masterpiece.
And as I stared at the high mountains
in the background, how its hazy depiction
lingered inside my soul, crying screams
sifting into dangerous worlds, the way
raging flames explode in a raw stabbed
beat, my body wanted the moon and stars
more than anything in the world.  But as
much as I tried to sing to his soul, there was
a strong shift in his stance, a heavy repulsion
running in disgrace.  And as I stood still in a
blanket of gray shadows, I could see the shattered
harmonies hanging in the air, waiting to find
it's distant lover.