to awesome

he falls like rain in to the darkness of the night upon my lips
he runs like the river between the 2 dark stones i call my eyes
he walks his fingers down my spine like a knife tearing down the sail of a great ship
he races through my mind like the storm of terror races out of control
he does all of this without knowing
without knowing he kills me with his misinterpreting
he makes me feel alive with his understanding his compassion with his love and his hate his sameness
we are alike him and me
me and him are like the rarest of gems and jewels cast in to a sea of stones
we match and yet were so different
look talk walk touch so differently
and tho we re so different we are the same like the twilight of 100 summer mornings glistening of the blades of what looks like grass
i wear black to hide from the world to be different to put myself in to a cold corner where no one can touch me
and he pulls me out he is the light to my darkness the warm to my cold the summer to my winter the life of me to the happiness and strength of his bonds that grasp my hand my arms my chest
he kisses my head my cheeks and my lips down to my arms hands to my finger tips
he s right there yet so far away i wish i knew what he was thinking i wish i could make up something or read his mind but thats like trying to start a tsunami with a pebble or a grain of sand
i think growing flowers in the desert would be easier than trying to figure out his soul.............