Twilight

NOTHING to do with the movie/book.

When my eyes first met yours

It was like the warmth of sun before it burns you

Yet my unease chilled your rays like the north wind

In the stillness that filled those first days

Our atmospheres battled like summer thunder

the air crackled as though electric

Then in tentative outreach between fronts

Smiles peeked through the storm clouds

As hesitance washed away in gutter rivers

When our lips met

The thunderheads cleared

and silence glowed like twilight.

Your fire and my ice combined

and we fell like rain.

Reviews

[Clockwork]

Thank goodness this has nothing to do with Twilight. You use the metaphor of the storm well. I especially liked how you tied the emotions into physical symbols and images. The final couplet was clever, bring the two "fronts" together.

[yellowsparrow]

This is really great. Amazing use of words, and the last two lines are my favorite, they tie it all together very well.