Universal Truths

He came
as an unexpected breeze
swiftly knotting my charcoal hair with
a terrifying magic, coaxing forth a wonder
and awe that wasn't easily ignored.

He drifted through his days
with an electrifying magnetism,
this unavoidable gravitational tow that
lured me inwardly with gradient motions;
unintentionally churning clusters
of anxious panic within myself-
where, if I were frank,
it frightened me...

so I kept you at a fingertipped distance.

And yet that was
before the beginning,
before his kiss ignited life
into this inextinguishable fire,
the satisfying burn I've so longed for...
that fantasizable familiarity.

You were as a breath
flooding my apathetic vessel
to it's brim, an overwash of serenity
that kissed the hands of my turmoil
before sending that familiar bleakness
on it's return to an abyss; gracefully
impregnating my mind with astronomical
thoughts.

Where peace was a place
I caught glimpses of but
frighteningly never ventured to...
until you held my hand.

And all the while,
throughout the chaos of my being,
he was a beacon illuminating the pathway
home when my tangents led me off to
starry depths.

It was then,
when stargazing suddenly meant
looking inwardly, instead of upward,
conveniently distorting the word
"forever" to be a seven-starred
painted picture immortally
showcased upon my
sternum.

However,
anxiety adamantly beckons
the question- is this tranquility simply
transitory? Is the peace I unearthed
within you a transparently labeled
capsule marked with an unwanted
expiration date?

When once, I shamefully vowed
that I'd never poison the well of
my inks with your name
any longer, and couldn't.

So however arresting it may be,
I push onward, diligently.

Because it is hope that drives
the car when exhaustion sleeps
soundly in the backseat, and I don't
mind traveling these winding celestial
roads that fate has laid ahead
for us.