In these bright blue depths
Swimming with mystery
Memory upon memory
Rising to the surface
As I look into your eyes.
That night,
Deep in our history,
Each kiss bringing us closer
To the true definition of love.
Spiritual; our bodies and minds united
The morning light our only hindrance
The only shadow to our happiness.
But now as we stand face to face,
Our mutual presence
Sparking the same images to appear,
The same lines to be heard
In our pained minds
Old, forgotten words
Meaningless to others
But send us into a different world
A world devoid of happiness
A world filled with misery
Half of my heart aching in longing
Convincing my mind
That we were made for each other.
The other half crying out
Trying to be heard
Over the passion of the other.
Wary and cautious;
Urging me to step backwards
And seek out
What drew us apart
All those years ago.
1. The memory/mystery in the first stanza gave off a feeling that there might be rhyming. (ignore this feeling of mine completely)
2. I think it was because two or three phrases made a complete sentence that it seemed like you broke a prose into pieces.
Now I might sound harsh