Once we were so pure,
Untarnished by their programmed poison: expectations and judgment.
We had non-stop magic moments,
I was real good at being me and,
You opened without reserve like a orchid on the first day of spring,
We were electric kindred, raw and inspired,
Each day bliss, like the sunrise, was warm and inevitable,
It was in our blood,
Perhaps that uncomparable reality was only for me,
Love that has rules is pyrite,
Now you have transformed to point the gavel at me,
This is no longer a silent ebullient sunset,
Yet this only serves to ferment my soul with a little more pepper...
I have already forgotten,
And as I sit here insulfating the earthy, pungent petrichor of our storm,
I only remember blue eyes and mountain tops,
I only remember laying defiant on rainy rooftops,
Thank you for teaching me to protect myself, .. even if it had to be from you.
Created: Jan 26, 2010Document Media