Apocalypse

For the first time

I went after love,

I actually dedicated time

To think

To write

To feel

…To love

I let my emotions flow

With the essence of your spirit

Elevated to a higher orbit

Spiritually

Heavenly

…Sacredly

For the first time

I involved more that the physical

I devoted lyrics and dreams

Found a new religion in your words

Experience dogma in your eyes

In your waist

In your arms

And

Within

& Without

Your mind…

For

The

First

Time

My skin yearned for the glucose

In someone else’s honey

My mouth desired the glistening scarlet

On another individual’s lips

I treasured an anthology of kisses,

Caresses

Strokes

Tears

And

Pieces

Of my heart

As a gift to

your

Heart

From mine.

For the first time

I took the initiative

I freely expressed

I truly confessed

I digressed from the norm

32 pages later

With every word

Inspired by your nature,

And

7 attempts at looking into the sun

With my eyes open

I accept

Understand

I agree…

I may have not been the one for you

But you were certainly

the

one

for

me..