She reached into me, as I walked into her.
A pulse unfelt, a touch as untouched
Like a ribbon of light in a dark soul,
An essence of beauty and passion,
Like warm rain on lips of purity
And I walked into her, through her, feeling her.
She was a shield of strength,
Yet torn from within by unmistakable passion.
Eye's like globes of pure energy
Lips so lush, so beautiful,
They surpass flowers of spring,
A touch that makes one feel alive,
And skin like the softest silk on a warm breeze
My heart expelled a fire,
A burning unfelt before.
But of her I could not see.
Touch not the warm light of love,
But mask with a cloud of confusion.
Set aside by fear and time
Living for now,
I walk away…