Dawn of Time

Another poem, while thinking of my Major. <3

Dawn of Time

And so it was said

in the Dawn of Time

that one would come
of endless might, and

he would have an opposite,

much akin to fire while

He is of ice.

Sing, oh heart

of the skies. Trill and thrill

in my bosom as if it

were caught in

a winter tornado
as I look into Your

loving gaze.

I watch, and
I wait for those
who will follow these

two but I am

nothing; naught but

a shadow that

follows and bounces

about like a inky

black India

rubber ball.
(Or)
A little

(splotch)

of Ink as
it drips from

my quill.

But he is

gone, the
fiery one.
The one who

wrought destruction

of the mind across

so many plains

of my brain.

I do not worry,

nor do I care,

for all I need

is Your
extreme
(Major)

love within

my heart
and tasted

on my lips,

when we kiss.

Author's Note

This is written while thinking of the differences between my current boyfriend and my ex boyfriend.