At moments in life I have come...
In the same space,
As one made, from bits, of the sun.
And in their, presence, I'm surely stunned
Like an angelic Medusa,
I'm left frozen, while not wanting to run.
But as a statue, I've lost all that's fun...
And she's gone, like a shot,
From an abruptly fired gun...
Yet I've awakened to an answer at last...
For with an angel,
Frozen fear, can be a thing of the past.
For if this angel could wait just a bit.
Sip some tea, have a cookie,
And simply have a little sit.
Whisper friendly words in my ear.
Little droplets would form,
As she'd be melting my fear.
And to dance, we both can take.
Run in circles, laugh out loud,
Stone skin falls away with laughing,
And the belly it shakes.
And in me she could watch the seed grow.
Made of lustful storms,
Loving dreams,
A river to her heart in full flow.
And through the torture of new life in bloom,
She'd see me struggle with desire,
To be lock away in her womb...
But water me, with her blessed grace...
Watch those dreams and the hope,
Crumble away to replace.
The raging tides found in me.
Once frozen, the water that was,
Originally freezing solid my feet.
And in me... She'd find a calm sea.
With a glowing little seed,
Deep below where the sea monsters should be.
And then... Dive into me.
Go deep. Hold on.
The pressure can get so frightening.
And kiss... This little seed.
Hold it tight, here it goes,
From you births a godling.
And join with an ocean that explodes.
**** the kraken and Posideon,
To this, those guys are side shows.
For you... Have birthed a God.
All it's might, all it's fury,
All the love.
Leaving the world feeling awed.
And to you, a blanket of stars.
A chariot pulled by constellations,
Just to hear you laugh, circling Mars.
All... Just... because...
The patience you did take.
Whole universes will now,
Forever be born from your wake
An Angel... birthing... a god...
Sure...
It's fantasy...
You're an angel, and I'm awed...
I probably need to proof and tweak this more. Just a little fantasy...
