First collision

At first I didn't catch your name

I felt one with the air

Surrounding us

Drawn to follow its direction

I noticed my dress

And the scent from my neck

Sweetened by summer wind

Turning towards you

I couldn't reject your hand

Pale and unsteady as it was

And you couldn't stand still

Eager to show me the world

Through turbid eyes

An individual perspective

That was yours

And the opposite of mine

Time would have me learn

That my heart is a cherry blossom

Words of warmth grew flowers

On branches that wrapped themselves

Around your body

Around your mind

Absorbing you in pieces

Illuminating every corner

Of your being

And as you entered me

For the first time

Through doors guarded with care

There was an alignment

We met in the middle

Of everything

As our worlds collided

Flesh upon flesh

Trembling waves

Tasting meat

Tasting of sweat

We became a solitary force

A combustion of energy

Devouring all

An inferno

Dripping blood

With an internal disgust

That burned us hollow

Leaving flowers to wither

And a part of us

To die

Still

As the sun grew dimmer

With each day passing through

We held on to nothing

With persistence

Not willing to let go

Although nothing

Was all we were

A lie disguised as true

I was waiting for a man

I never knew

Author's Note

Reviews

[Edward Lancheister]

the poem, words inside the line, font and the music, really great detail you have, i enjoy read line by lines while the melody of sounds accompany my sight read word by words. thank you for making a poem but not just an ordinary poem. i like all the composition that include

[Michelle N. H.]

Thank you, Edward! I appreciate you taking your time here, that you think well of my poem for its content and composition.. I'm real glad.

[Matt DeFranco]

I love this progression. Ascending and descending.I familiarize quite oft with your writing. Good job!

[Michelle N. H.]

Cool, thank you :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow, the intensity of this is almost overwhelming...the thought of what love should really be blindsided by someone as shallow as this man turned out to be---

all that seemed there, but was really nothing...a bubble burst at the seams of seeming.

[Michelle N. H.]

Thanks, Jacob :) and Happy New Year to you.

[MAC]

this just drew me in...well written and I love the content.

[Michelle N. H.]

:) Thank you, Mark. I value that.

[MAC]

you are so very welcome sweet lady