I'm screaming your name but you'll never hear me,
when the tears fell onto the pillow that is now water resistant.
I wake up embarrassed because the stain on my sheets was me thinking about you.
It was me collapsing for a minute, or two.
My eyes will never see you again,
my memory only knows your name.

The immediate world was bathed in raw kinetic energy
A ****** hovered then returned to hardwood cover
Drops of rainwater began striking the parched surface-
as the breath of the storm invigorated every tree
Songbirds imparted the good news at every possibility
Streams were born , commanded the earth then died

I threaten to leave
You show up next to me
I promise to stay
You beg I go away

Tis with a smile and high regards
I tell the tale of Thor son of Asgard
With a strong and a firm physique
But not much wit of to speak
Bore his mighty hammer Mjolnir
Almost on par with his father spear
The dangerous lance known as Gungnir
Thor smote monsters from far and near
Frost giants and the serpent Jormungadr
With hammer in hand he stomped and smash
Bone and flesh broke like brittle glass
Each battle was greater than the last
Etched in mythology for all who would ask
Now who beyond that could compare to
The mighty feats that Thor would do
Without the power of thunder and lightening
Another hero fell beasts just as frightening
Built like Thor with a similar mind
To crush and **** the beast of his time
Just like Thor he bore the curse
Of a strangely epic kind of birth
With so much to live up to
What was a demigod to do
For all his might he was tragic figure
Accidentally poisoned by his own lover Deianira
Shortly after completing his twelve deadly  labors
Labors done in the name of sweet repentance
For the ****** of family he sought penitence
Still that is a tale that many know far too well
Thus I leave you this in comparison
Though I think they would have been good friends
Warriors till the brutal and ****** end
I wonder in a fight who would win