The Epiphany of Courage

Strolling over the soft-glowing ivory marble floor,
Reflections of tiny golden bulbs gleamed with every step,
‘Tis the time where hearts tend to warm,
And wreaths, and ornaments drape over doors.
And joy and smiles are plenty about�"
That’s when I saw your face
While looking around.

I must have been two seconds or so,
I counted them in my head,
Your leather coat wrapped your delicate frame,
The leggings down to your calfs where dark blue�"navy they say.
Timbered colored bob-style hair shaped your face,
I stopped at your eyes and found myself in a new place.

Thou had warmed every fiber of my being with your smile,
A heart wrenched being a prisoner of your stare,
Kryptonite those eyes were to me�"they were green as well.
Ship-wrecked my heart sunk into a place rarely ventured,
Where women can tame men,
Inevitably giving us sensations,
of unmeasurable pleasure,
There was no need to swim,
Or to break out of this prison,
Let the entrapment be,
Let the ecstasy continue.

As you walked past me,
The spell broke
I pierced over the marble floor,
My reflection was there no more.
Exasperated I grabbed my chest
and found my heart missing.
I took a few more steps,
and couldn’t walk anymore.
I was caught in a spell,
I had been tamed,
Helen this woman might not be,
but I would fight for her.
10 seconds passed,
I turned around looking for her,
I need my heart back.

And so I glanced around the place,
where small christmas tree and snowflakes set the scene
Children screaming as I was searching for thee,
I started running madly,
Believing that alone with you I must be.

Dear leather wearing-green eyed gal I never found thee,
And the regret of not charming you
To this day hunts me.
For there is a cavity in my chest,
Where a big weight lays rest.
I am alive to type this
On divine intervention alone
For cowardice never will
And never has fed the soul.
Thus I am hungry
very hungry indeed.

What name shall I give you keeper of my heart?
The blue eye shadow around your eyes make me think of Melissa,
But the delicacy of your face make you a Lisa,
The way you walked was definitely a Nicole,
No, your name is exotic of that I’m sure.
You shall remain nameless, I will live with that,
But as for my heart,
I will never get it back.