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Natives
Date: 2/11/2015, Categories: Love Poems, Author: elliotlacey31, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories
I touch you as natives once did when first reaching for fire, subdued by the mystery and chaos born from such stillness in objects. Your presence is calm air suddenly expanding, heating and spilling the random flickers of shadows upon the cold canyon walls, living dark reflections dancing along stone. I watch you the way they must have, as if we've harvested some sacred power straight from the sun and stars for our own secret rituals. The night lifts around you, nocturnal flowers closing fragile petals, sealing themselves shut as if each quivering eye Cannot survive among your unique radiance, one that pulses its vibrations like clanging bells tremoring wherever I have hidden. For I have tried to do what all men have, hold such a potent essence that warms, that can feed and illuminate us, destroy cities and steal crowns. But to touch this beautiful danger is what it means to be alive. Helplessly drawn to this heat, the licking waves can entirely torch my curious frame, but you will remain an enigma. All too tangible but never obtained, a living dark reflection dancing with desires, meant to be cautiously studied, to hypnotize with your every move. Never to be contained, never to be owned.
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