Story of Us

A short piece elaborating on the relationship I share with my boyfriend.

     I know of a girl, with stars in her eyes and a fire in her heart; this
girls been lonely right from the start. And stumbling through the
darkness an iridescent soul she found, emerald eyes and spindled gold
for hair; an angel for sure but now her lover beyond compare. In such
silent ways they spoke, a glance, a touch, secret words lost in their
eyes, passionate desires laced in their smiles; little did they know
they'd be perfect poison for each other. With no antidote, no cure but
the sparking of their fires, these two magnetic mortals decided it'd be
best to stick together; their quest consisting of the most genuine types
of happiness. And day one had done them in, each a refreshing drink to
the other, not ordinary for old acquaintances to spark such fueling
fire. And so he read in her eyes, found all things she wouldn't say; how
her eyes pleaded for him to only stay. On the hunt, she made him her
prey; hungry for another challenge even though it'd been just one day.
He accepted her searching, bought into her game; not knowing this would
be a girl he could not tame. And as tension grew so did the fire,
burning sensations threatening at every moment they were together. But
both of these quiet souls were much louder when silent, staring at each
other absorbing one another's auras; his green and hers lilac...the
slightest version of the northern lights going on between them as their
hands inched closer and closer in the dark. Later they would find it
almost impossible to refrain; because in her soul was fire and his heavy
rain...together alone they'd make a heated hurricane.