Head in the Clouds

A little cliche love poem.

Sitting with my head in the clouds 

In a realm of my own, I ruled with pride

Insecurities shackled 

Rolling verdant landscapes

Lapis clear skies

I was content and alive

Nothing could have ever brought me down, 

And then I was struck by those eyes. 

A brown so light it shone gold

Hair-soft tuffs of sunshine 

Nose-bronzed across its bridge

Lips-pale pink, slender, and cracked … kissable

Curved upwards to reveal a crescent 

Brighter than glimmering moonlight.  

But it was the eyes 

That gripped me so tightly 

If they hadn’t diverted, I’d never turn away. 

In the light of that beauty, 

Cracks climbed the edges of my world,

And shadows crept through. 

Still, confused, I tucked myself away in it. 

I’d become a thief, I stole glances 

And I was a bad one 

Always caught by gold rays

And moonlight beams

I dove into my world 

My face, a tomato 

In my chest, a drum

In my head, an alarm 

And the result was a headache  

Or… heartache 

Walking with my head in the clouds 

In a realm of my own, I ruled with caution 

Darkness loitered in the crevices 

Insecurity resisted its restraints

Chains and shackles, clinked and scraped

I was frightened but free

In there as long as I chose to be 

And then those hands captured me

Tapped me, gently, as if pressing a key 

My heart leapt

And I plummeted into reality 

His voice flew around my head 

Deep and comforting 

The sound serenaded my ears
Yet the words were lost 

From my mouth, only mumbles 

But he laughed 

Like ripples wrinkling water

Laughter, soft, then big and rumbling 

Beauty in its genuinity

Then left, unaware of his effect

Out of his sight 

My heart had taken flight 

Sweaty sleeve

Pushed against flesh 

Rubbed at the red mess

The apple tint on my cheeks 

Smile spread from ear to ear 

While there was so much to fear

I stayed in reality a bit longer 

Our eyes, better acquaintances 

Than him or I 

They met often 

Without my approval

Maybe without his 

Each meeting fleeting

His royal eyes winning mine 

Over and over 

In any contest of no blinking

It left my heart beating

Dancing with my head in the clouds 

In a realm of my own, I hardly ruled

Hills unkempt and brown 

As I fidgeted all around

Batting insecurity away

Griping and impulsive 

Ducking in and out for him willingly

And then realization smacked me 

I ran into a mirror

My eyes-a commoner’s black 

Hair-scarecrow’s stiff straw 

Lips-bitten, puffy, and dry

An unfriendly scowl graced it naturally 

My shadows smothered the light

And such a radiant being…

I had fallen for 

And his golden eyes … not mine alone

They gleamed at others

The moonlight shone for all to admire

Any touch could cause ripples in the lake 

And my world couldn’t keep that from me

My face-somber

In my chest-a stone 

In my head… 

Sitting with my head in the clouds 

In a realm of my own, I clung desperately

As Rain seeped in,

Cold battered my face,

And I sat lonely and aching

The outside hurts, I wouldn't return  

Turmoil reigns 

Insecurity freed from its chains 

Fangs bared, and snarling-beastly

And then that voice drew me 

out… Deep and comforting,

Soothing to my ears 

And he laughed again

His golden eyes only attending mine 

Lips curving, no moonlight, but pleasant 

Dry, kind, and ... kissable 

My eyes opened 

I moved my lips off his

And I was ready to flee

I would never leave my world

...Content and aliv-

And then that voice drew me in 

Those hands captured me 

I was struck by those eyes

And they all pulled me right back to his lips

I’d thought the eyes had gotten me 

My face-again a tomato

In my chest-a drum line

In my head-nothing but him 

And my world-it crumbled