May 19, 2016 21:53
She’s out there,
that beautiful girl
you’ve been dreaming of.
With hair so soft
and eyes so radiant,
escaping her would require death itself.
She’ll pull you in,
into the waves of her laughter,
inside the moon of her night
in between the landscape
of her soul and her shape.
Indeed she is somewhere,
the one meant for you
Not just yet, but for eternity
and the light we cast
will barely reach her
but somehow she’ll find us
and we’ll blast beyond verses
leaving behind trails of gamma.
As if it were all ours
to partake in its splendor,
as if for us was love created.
She’s out there right now,
the one,
and she's probably
fucking some other guy.
April 20, 2011
©2011 Michael Ernest Lendo