Untitled; An Ode

They filled the hearts hollow
A tourniquet to stem the flow
Of thousand words wasted on meaningless love.
Which left me to rot and drown
In shallow rivers

Then brought back to life
By the simple motion of your touch
Unmarred by the notion of reality
As bright as your eyes
Reflecting cool night sky
Underneath jealous stars.
The chill of heartless Winter
This I cannot feel
As the confusion of limbs
Keeps the blood warm.

Rapture, rapture, most endearing rapture
The mere thought of your presence
Intertwined with your familiar scent
Drove me off the cliffs of Bedlam

Though your graceful yet perturbed skin
Grown through emotions
Was calmed
And soothed
And we set sail.
Towards... towards...
Just towards
Forever forwards.