Have you ever fallen in love?
I once did,
sitting on top of a sand dune
under the lights
of the Fourth of July.
The water below
cast the reflection of beautiful chandeliers
bursting with color,
and as timeless as sand,
and yet my eyes were elsewhere -
capturing something unlike I'd ever seen.
Have you ever fallen in love?
I once did,
laying on a couch as I held her,
she turned to me and smiled;
the chandeliers were bold and raucous
as they decorated the sky of my mind,
and the stars twinkled in the depths of her eyes -
that memory since faded with time.
Have you ever fallen in love?
I once did,
the pen in my hand
gave birth to words and worlds
made from my reflection
like they were my children -
and I had always feared
impotency.
I created places I'd never seen,
but they were as real as sand,
and for a moment,
I felt like God:
watching from above
as my creations began to breathe.
Have you ever fallen in love?
I once did,
living on a page of black and white,
if I was God,
she was an angel,
and the song from her trumpet
reminded me of the chandeliers
I thought were lost in time.
Have you ever fallen in love?
I don't know if I ever have,
but what I have is something
that gives me a reason to be;
Something beautiful
and intricate
like a chandelier
whose glass was once
nothing more
than countless grains of sand.
May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 4:34 PM UTC
Have you ever fallen in love?
I once did,
sitting on top of a sand dune
under the lights
of the Fourth of July.
The water below
cast the reflection of beautiful chandeliers
bursting with color,
and as timeless as sand,
and yet my eyes were elsewhere -
capturing something unlike I'd ever seen.
Have you ever fallen in love?
I once did,
laying on a couch as I held her,
she turned to me and smiled;
the chandeliers were bold and raucous
as they decorated the sky of my mind,
and the stars twinkled in the depths of her eyes -
that memory since faded with time.
Have you ever fallen in love?
I once did,
the pen in my hand
gave birth to words and worlds
made from my reflection
like they were my children -
and I had always feared
impotency.
I created places I'd never seen,
but they were as real as sand,
and for a moment,
I felt like God:
watching from above
as my creations began to breathe.
Have you ever fallen in love?
I once did,
living on a page of black and white,
if I was God,
she was an angel,
and the song from her trumpet
reminded me of the chandeliers
I thought were lost in time.
Have you ever fallen in love?
I don't know if I ever have,
but what I have is something
that gives me a reason to be;
Something beautiful
and intricate
like a chandelier
whose glass was once
nothing more
than countless grains of sand.
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