“I don’t know what to do with you”,
I say, my brow furrowedin disbelief.
Kindness
has never coincided
with chemistry.
Passion
has always been accompanied by
poison
in one form or another.
fair share of bottles labeled
‘Drink Me’
I came to believe poison was a
necessary evil
to experience the
power I desired.
Apparently, I was mistaken.
a combination between
the most tender of whispers and
a force of nature,
rocked my world
while cradling my bruised heart.
Never have I been so glad to have been
wrong.
and find my heart
dancing with abandon
to an unfamiliar
yet entirely welcome
beat.
You are …
unexpected
unprecedented
and, yes,
unnerving in moments,
but only in moments.
for in all the other minutes
in our Hours together,
I am…
unbridled,
unbruised,
and, yes,
unrelentingly
falling into your
precedent.
~ Mk Michaels, 2015