Like Sunsets Over the Sea

Who'd have guessed it?
Once again meeting the man of my
Dreams
On the silver screen.
Dare I say it?
Dare I brave the humility
The wrath
By saying
'But this time...'?
He is poloroid perfection;
A sweet confection;
Melt in my mouth -
All I've ever wished for.

With eyes like knives
- also in colour -
That pierce within and puncture fantasies
With unintentional malevolence
With such severity that
I forget how to feel.
I forget how to breathe.

And isn't it so like me?
To ignore him
For all these years,
Only to fall in love with this
Picturesque prince
And be left
Feeling bereft
When the credits start to roll?

I replay the scenes
Over and over
Until it takes no more
And shuts down before my very blues.
He acts so like copper
But
He's so glitter, he's so golden.

Why did I look for more?
I don't see an ending now.
So kind
So giving
Able and willing.
A heart of precious generosity
And understanding.
He has wit
Honesty
Modesty.
He is all I want
And all I would like to be.

This bemusingly beautiful boy
As in self as in face
Steals me away in the night
Kissing away tremors
Keeping me strong and unyielding
Yet fragile
Like a glass shoe on a show jumping horse.
He hits me so hard
Though should I shatter,
I would be cushioned by everything
And anything
He says or does.

I'm captivated.

In the end
What right
What call
Do I have to call this love?
To repeat his name a thousand times
In my head?
To pang with hurt when I wake up
Alone?
I know it's none.
But to this amorous state
What other name do I assign?

He is, for now
My reason incarnate
To breathe
To live
To be.
He is everything I need
And everything I need to be.
Would, could I have it any other way?
No - I couldn't take it...