His hands around my neck
Me, trying to catch my breath -
I haven't found it, yet.

I once was scared
of feeling Emotions -
Thought they would scar me,
leaving only commotion;

But then Poetry filled me
with Joy running
beneath my skin,

And I realized nothing
could ever truly
break me within.

When Poetry came
and warmed me inside,
I was suddenly glad
I was still Alive.

Through all the creatures
that I have seen,
You are the most
majestic one:

Cheekbones high,
regal nose;
Scarlet lips
that make me cry.

Winter skin
framing dark eyes -
Poisonous daggers
transfixing life;

Yet, on me
that murderous gaze,
was soft and tender -
Vanished the haze

And the devilish grin
of Sin and Fun
turned into a kiss
as warm as sun.

I love You because
you're like
Poetry to me -

filling up my lungs
with fresh, thin breeze;

I love You because
you make my Heart
skip a beat -

for it can't take
this drumming - crazy -
that's growing inside of me.

I don't know why I feel
this pain right here - it's real;
Just tear my heart apart
and put it back at rest.