Afraid of your face I’ve never met
A face I’ve searched for all my life
A face I tried to mold in others
Looking in all the wrong places
Realizing you were an ocean away
Walking alone in a large city.
Suddenly, I heard your voice
It was as if I had talked to you before
You gave me your number
The storm faded your presence
A lingering doubt crept into my heart
Doubt stemmed from my own mother’s womb
She never believed in love like this
My heart refuses to meet yours
Anxiety refuses to let you go
Katherine brought us together
I trembled, afraid to come out
Your face illuminates the rear view mirror
Beaming into my eyes, my soul
Your soul coated my body from head to toe
A golden glow hovered over your head
The sun shined through your smile
Fear trembles
Clouds don’t exist
Like a giant roman soldier
Hovering over my body
My face met your chest
An instant electric charge
Fear melts away with doubt
I look into your eyes
Your lips accidentally fell into mine
We are caught by surprised
You stare into my eyes
I grab your hand
We nervously giggle as we turn and look away
Walking down the path as our hands simultaneously swing
Time runs by
The sun turns into the moon before our eyes
Your existence illuminates my being
Pure love is embraced
Fear ceases to exist
Doubt was only an illusion
I do.
About the Creator
Crystal Angeles
I have stories trapped in my body. I’m on here to purge!
Message me on Instagram @crystalangelesfilm
or e-mail - [email protected]
Keep reading
More stories from Crystal Angeles and writers in Poets and other communities.
Dear Body, I'm Sorry...
The last two and half years has had its ups and downs, which has been the major culprit to the abuse I submitted myself to. When I finally realized this, I had to sit down and reflect to better understand where all this frustration, anger, self-abuse, and resentment came from. Prior to these years, I was on a good path filled with strength and happiness that I gained through self-therapy and love. However, the result of what I’ve been through caused me to lose my identity and fall into an abyss of familiar bad habits. Some of these life altering moments included:
By Crystal Angeles4 years ago in Confessions
Autonomy Is The Real Privilege
Good morning, freedom-seekers! Today we’re gonna be looking at autonomy. A strange word, I know; one many would probably look at blankly and run away from on sight. We’re gonna figure out what it actually means, consider how it’s achieved, and decipher just how deeply most of us are tangled up in dependence without realising it.
By That ‘Freedom’ Guya day ago in Humans
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.