My Sweet Disaster

A tribute to a beautiful man who unknowingly invaded my every thought.

I watched you from a point up high
to the long way down where you stood,
like a sliver god in a sea of gold.

You stole my voice when it was needed the most
and left me helpless to a delegation of wolves,
leaving sweet scars only for you.

Cradled in my mind, I find memories of you
upon a pedestal so great it's destined to fall.

The business of the heart is not of my control.
You left me with poison for a soul
that eats away my common sense and peace of mind,
until you consume every waking thought.

To meet you would be to face a hurricane,
to stand down the perfect storm
with lightening blues watching every mistake
from brooding darkness, your beautiful midnight.

My heart of glass stands not a chance.