Her essence like a fleeting dream
floating through the ether of spacetime and
grasping my heart so ******-y
Perfection wrapped in satin, bow down
independent queen
no need for a crown
she knows she's my everything
and she speaks to me like no one else
no other being alive, just her in the moment
and she bestows upon me
an illustrious golden token
A being angelic, a punisher of poets
but a pen a weapon, a paper a field
My mind a war of how you make me feel
against the blanket of black
move swiftly
like an aruarian dance
"Come with me" she whispers
and yanks the strings
that bind me to her
she's unforgiving, hands around my words
and we form a fragile melody
with us so valiant, we concur
I wrote this for a poetry class I took last year and it is one of my most precious and proudest works I've ever created. I chose this to be the first poem to share because I think it shows the level of skill I'm at in writing at the moment lol
