Captivating

I wrote this just now after writing an email to a beautiful friend of mine telling her how I feel.

 

Droplets of salted ice glisten as I type, my hardened heart gradually breaking as I speak from a loneliness which penetrates me. The silent crystals wash over my flushed skin, cooling a sudden raging fire of passion. Hopeless, lost, scared, each emotion a flaming tongue melting my strength. Absently I rest a hand on my swollen stomach, feeling the loving caress of a foot or knee as a creation growing within me moves, seemingly trying to reassure it’s hurting mother.

The flat is silent, no-one yet awake to see my weakness, this privet moment where I allow myself to emerge from a walled citadel, to look out over green lands, and blue skies. Gentle breezes, flowing white dresses, the world as it should be, a daisy chain crown marking my innocent nobility. Despite everything I know this is who I am, that this is what my King sees when he looks at me and it gives me strength, it gives me peace, and as I look into my imaginary sky I see his face watching me, his eyes full of love with a triumphant smile on his lips. He knows he’s not lost me, he knows I wont wonder far from his kingdom, he knows he’s won the battle for my heart and that I am eternally his. A blue eyed, brown haired princess with a new creation, knitted in his mind, given as a gift to me. Nothing else matters, not even the tears which now rain in happiness at the reminder that he finds me captivating.

Author's Note

I know it's just a chunk of writing but I couldn't think of how to set it out so any suggestions feel free.

Reviews

[R J Askew]

Ach, to be properly alive...full of life literally! Marvellous! And at such a young age when you are still learning about this great experience of life yourself. But from the way you are and the way you write I think you are going to be alright. After all you have heavenly forces on your side. And your instinct to be a mother is a very strong one. There is nothing like that moment when the new born looks up and mother and child eyes' meet for the first time!

[Astrid Hamilton]

A baby; a mother; what seems to be God himself in love;
more than creation, the existence is inevitable, not just your birth and the birth of yur words, but a love so grand and sweet as this: an elixir of TRUE LOVE illuminating such painted skies in my mind, and I can't say more than how much I adore this poem; how much admiration I have for your gift.
You are talented beyond a person knowing they have a talent:
here to illustrate a quiet chapter of the book of your soul, coming to life;
it already has.

It is perfect.


(CAPTIVATING)