She often held
A charge that
She doesn’t
Belong here in this world
I gave all I got
To build a world where
She could live in,
Only to know
I would never belong in her world.

Oh precious, corrupt me with your thoughts,
Contaminate my birth with your breath,
Infiltrate my demure inhibitions with your eyes,
Percolate my untouched seabed with your kiss,
Conquer my lofty, lonely summit with your cuddling clutch,
Plunder my bejeweled abyss with your constraining tremor,
Ultimately purify my mortal being with your immortal love.

On a sweltering summer night, we met
Trifling, teasing in a soulful duet,      
Amidst the chaotic silent blur,
She could hear my metronomic heartbeat stir,
For her, now and forever.

Her slumber exhalation my love elixir,      
Her luxuriant ebony hair my midnight lair,
Her lank collarbone my chin’s night loan,
Her musk, feminine fragrance my own,    
All mine, now and forever.

Pillows cast aside and sheets strewed,
Yet nothing lascivious could be construed,
It was a night I didn’t want to come to an end,
For I knew it would be the final night I would spend,
With her, now and forever.

Her morning face more covetable than the night bygone,
As sunlight and I sparred to lay eyes on,
On her, now and forever.

A one night stand incompletely complete.
A one night stand like none before and ever after.

Angling in the ocean unknown,
The waves of eternity swept by,
Creeping time brought along the coldness of fear,
With the warmth disappearing, I started ‘reeling in’ the doubts,
As I retracted, the child in me prodded not to,
With my ego bruised albeit slightly I waited in vain,
Countless minutes bygone my lure finally tugged,
My anticipation roused batting for the Giant Trevally,
Hesitantly I pulled out the gleaming fish amidst the engulfing darkness,
Oh Mackerel it was,
Desolate over the return of my travail,
With my bait questioned,
And my ‘success’ writhing in pain,
I was lost in the gamut of emotions absorbed,
The slap of the caudal fin my epiphany,
I alleviated the fish with a splash,
Liberated and succored by the ‘lowly’ mackerel,
It dawned upon me that
the CATCH was in giving rather than taking.