Beautiful Catastrophe
(a piece I hope you’ll enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing. J )
I saw the sunrise in his eyes, and felt the sunset in his kiss. Hypnotizingly he made me retreat to his room. Crack-addict mattress covered in his dried tears. He spends his nights reading expired love notes from past false lovers, but admires my depth like the leagues of the ocean. He sleeps with his doors unlocked for me. Leaves his windows opened for me. He hopes that one day he will get the world back by speaking his words through his mic and in between beats.
He tastes like pure morning dew with a touch of honey. His eyes so rare, not just of the color but I see a star that twinkles in and out of sync whenever we lay together. Silence is nothing but a beautiful essence of stillness and comfort. Incense burns in the background and the lights are turned off, but the firery sunset keeps the room lit with a dark orange.
Love spills out of each of us as we kiss, drowning in each others passion, but not wanting to come up for air. Yes, it’s just that good. We make love to single body parts alone, trapped into euphorias beyond the sky’s limit. He tasted my brown sugar and developed a sugar rush from the love that overflowed out of me. Jealous eyes taunt us because they feign for a love so unheard of like ours. It tips the axis of the earth. Our heat between each other exceeds the temperature that engulfs the room on colds nights.
Our faith in each other holds us tight together, but detaches our selves from the world. We beg to be submerged into a galaxy, blinded by the fact that love is dangerous, but the shooting stars that immerse us urge us to not be afraid.
So, we keep on going. Passion taking us higher, higher and higher…
Until we collided with the stars and disintegrated with only constellations being the single thing left of our existence.
And we love it.
I am new to the site and can’t tell you how much I genuinely loved this piece. This was my fav part…”We beg to be submerged into a galaxy, blinded by the fact that love is dangerous, but the shooting stars that immerse us urge us to not be afraid.” So divinely put…I’ll be back
Ms. Jones
June 23, 2008 at 11:02 pm
This was a good entry, places we have been but explore too seldom. The mind is a beautiful canvas and you paint well on your own as well as others.
“Our faith in each other holds us tight together, but detaches our selves from the world. We beg to be submerged into a galaxy, blinded by the fact that love is dangerous, but the shooting stars that immerse us urge us to not be afraid. ”
Beautiful. Respect.
Abstract Minds
Abstract Minds
June 24, 2008 at 3:19 am
well written. i liked it a lot. and i don’t even know how i found this blog. lol
modi
June 24, 2008 at 4:54 am
Wow…your new poem “Beautiful Catastrophe” was soooo passionate, lovey and very well espressed…LOVED IT!!!!! My favorite lines (as you know I have them lol) were; He spends his nights reading expired love notes from past false lovers, but admires my depth like the leagues of the ocean AND
You are really an excellent writer seriously…I ususally have a HARD time reading or even getting THROUGH “most” people writing but, your poems are very WELL- written and nice 
Maybe I would READ more fashion magazine articles, if they had MORE writers like yourself…seriously 
!
Silence is nothing but a beautiful essence of stillness and comfort.
So full of LIFE and pure LOVE
Tuesdai Noelle
June 24, 2008 at 10:52 am
Correction: Well expressed
Tuesdai Noelle
June 24, 2008 at 10:52 am
Must be about me
Sais to a Nympho
June 24, 2008 at 5:09 pm
I’ve been sort of a lurker since you commented on my blog. But seriously, I have to say I love this one even more than the last. I like how your poetry is quiet, but potent. And this one definitely struck me as sexy, kind of like the barest of touches – but with all kinds of implications. If that makes any sense at all.
sosupercilious
June 26, 2008 at 1:06 am
This is my favorite work by you!!
William
June 29, 2008 at 9:00 pm