Swamp Thing

in a deep moor

under a new sun,

I found myself wading

Waiting

*****

****

There was a rapturous fire

Inside your moor

Circling

Your form

And I hoped to unlock

Your slimy door

*****

*******

In the harsh white sunlight,

I peered below

And saw your

Yellow

Eyes.

*****

They were brighter than starlight,

More luminous than anything in space.

Longing for you,

Longing for you

I longed to read your yellow story

Your yellow soul

And for you to see me,

To long for me,

You gorgeous Swamp Thing,

I love you,

It’s true.

****

I swam all morn,

And got swallowed up in your eyes.

****

You didn’t mean to not see me, you

were afraid.

****

But once my sweaty hand

Reached for your mossy, frantic appendage,

Our eyes linked up.

Like two lonely satellites across from each other,

Pinging messages from far away.

And oh yes that’s it, you’re beautiful

*****

I dance with you in your beam of yellow stardust

Stardust

I get swallowed up

Swallowed up

In your yellow eyes

And it’s true,

Swamp Thing,

It’s oh so terribly true,

You’re so beautiful,

And I’m lost now

In your pulsing yellow eyes,(my heart beats in the same crazed manner)

And in this deep moor

What can all the details of smoothness bring

With a grassy mossy yellow you?

You captured me in a space-time blanket,

Capturing my soul’s kiss,

My mortality, my skin

blue.