Fifteen Lines To Contain a Lifetime
Boy meets girl; Summer of '69
Girl, clad in gold locket; Boy, wearing girl on each arm
Boy skips class and laces up cleats
Girl rides horses
Girl goes to college, learns about drugs, and leaps into the ocean
Boy goes to college, learns to learn, and burns napkins instead of flags
Girl crashes, burns; sends letter
Boy leaves everything; flying north
Girl apologizes; Boy forgives; They embrace
Years pass; Girl and Boy fight; Girl and Boy kiss; Rinse; Repeat
Boy travels the country, learns Arabic, and works as an insurance salesman
Girl rides horses
Years pass; Girl and Boy meet again, changed
W
Mirrors
There was something about his
Smile, and the way it reached his
Eyes. Cold light found its
Glow trapped within the irises,
Pulsing and
Sparkling with
Divine right and the
Responsibility of power.
There was something about her
Hair and how easily it
Trapped his hands. He wanted to
Lose himself within the golden
Waves. She smelled of
Six months ago
And honey.
There was something about the way her
Hand fit in his, sparks of
Silent electricity bouncing through the
Network of their shared skin, making
Fire in their veins and warmth whenever their
Shy eyes met, creating reflections of
Who they always wanted to be.
-Ka
Fifteen Lines To Contain a Lifetime
Boy meets girl; Summer of '69
Girl, clad in gold locket; Boy, wearing girl on each arm
Boy skips class and laces up cleats
Girl rides horses
Girl goes to college, learns about drugs, and leaps into the ocean
Boy goes to college, learns to learn, and burns napkins instead of flags
Girl crashes, burns; sends letter
Boy leaves everything; flying north
Girl apologizes; Boy forgives; They embrace
Years pass; Girl and Boy fight; Girl and Boy kiss; Rinse; Repeat
Boy travels the country, learns Arabic, and works as an insurance salesman
Girl rides horses
Years pass; Girl and Boy meet again, changed
W
Mirrors
There was something about his
Smile, and the way it reached his
Eyes. Cold light found its
Glow trapped within the irises,
Pulsing and
Sparkling with
Divine right and the
Responsibility of power.
There was something about her
Hair and how easily it
Trapped his hands. He wanted to
Lose himself within the golden
Waves. She smelled of
Six months ago
And honey.
There was something about the way her
Hand fit in his, sparks of
Silent electricity bouncing through the
Network of their shared skin, making
Fire in their veins and warmth whenever their
Shy eyes met, creating reflections of
Who they always wanted to be.
-Ka