Falling... A memorable experience...

I’m always crouching down;
Life’s good on the floor because then there’s no falling to the ground...
I loved someone once you know,
With unremitting elegance her features filled my soul,
Her eyes sparkling a tint of Brownish gold and her hair tied in a perfect bow...
She completed me and for months only each other we’d see...
But then we fell...
Like a toddler I stumbled and like an infant I bawled...
I thought with her she had taken my all...

This next gem haunts my memory;
She managed to get inside of me and without her I felt I wasn’t free;
Her circlet was so perplex,
It comforted me, sheltered me from previous loss, she was such a large part of me...
She filled me sky and then so suddenly we fell and with my vision distorted I wept,
I cried…
Because of all of this salty water I decided my fire could never again be revived…

This time it’s you my love but this time the fall will incinerate;
Don’t look down, just look above...
Death is another word for broken love...
The time we’ve spent together...
We climbed and we climbed;
Now its night and we still haven’t, our love denied…
So now on the moon we stand,
On gods lighthouse in time we’re placed holding hands;
If I fall,
If we fall teenage love won’t let us again ever stand…
Your diadem,
Your brow,
As we dance they’re illuminated and people should bow because you’re the empress lit by a northern star...
After you with another,
My zest,
Existence,
My spirit,
All would die….
So I squeeze tighter,
Embrace you more and you shine brighter because for me now is eternity…
Because if this is love;
Surely,
I haven’t loved before…