Island Boy
He was lost
An island within an island
She threw a rope
A starry tow line in wet and molten tar
In the dark, in the shadows
Choked by his scent and fiery heat
Travelled far
He could not find his time and place
But only when he saw her face
Smelt her hair, was touched by her grace
Life it swelled, it raged, it soared
Yet all she saw was a closed door
Trapped on his island, surrounded
Having less but craving more
The tow line it twisted, it burnt,it pained
She cast it out but not yet cut
She held tight, she held firm, she bled
And only let go when she heard him say
But...
Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 6:29 PM UTC
Island Boy
He was lost
An island within an island
She threw a rope
A starry tow line in wet and molten tar
In the dark, in the shadows
Choked by his scent and fiery heat
Travelled far
He could not find his time and place
But only when he saw her face
Smelt her hair, was touched by her grace
Life it swelled, it raged, it soared
Yet all she saw was a closed door
Trapped on his island, surrounded
Having less but craving more
The tow line it twisted, it burnt,it pained
She cast it out but not yet cut
She held tight, she held firm, she bled
And only let go when she heard him say
But...
Love loss confusion darkness
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