Hold You Prisoner I

There was something mystical about her.

So Magical.

Her aura was so pure.

So pleasing to touch.

She was mine.

My lady in shining armour.

She slayed the demons and dragons that haunted me.

She slayed them even in my nightmares.

She was the one who turned my nightmares

Into Dreams.

I never wanted to let her go.

Her mysticism. Her magic.

She was the enchantress.

And I, I was enchanted.

I will never let her go

And so,

I started building a cage.

A cage around her.

A cage to ground her.

A cage of gold

And diamonds.

Glued together by

Seeds of self-doubt 

That I painstakingly planted 

In her mind.

Tear Drop

Today, it was the wind

That was your messenger

I put my hand

Out the window

And it sieved through

Frolicking around your ring

Then a moment approached

When subtly; very vaguely, it

Squeezed my hand and let go

A gentle reminder really

Of your being there

I closed my eyes

And inhaled your presence

And very gently the wind,

You, caressed my cheek

Whispering sweet nothings 

Into my ears.

For a second forces met

Forces changed

And with the gale

You were gone yet again

Leaving me alone once more

But not bereft

A smile formed on my lips

A slightly sceptic one,

But a smile nonetheless.

A smile that still believed

Believed that you exist.

Now, I raise my face

To the sky

And meet you

Eye to eye,

I open my arms for you

And you rain all over me

Your first drop

Meets my first tear

And that is how

We commune and cry...