In Debt to the source of a loving resurgence, To Poppy

Haunted by the night’s decay
Of a dormant enduring
As figment’s imagination
Flaunts uncertainties
With this paradox
Right before me
Laughing on

But there she is
Someone who finally understands these feelings
Who has reached to the furthest regions of my heart
Grabbing it with her golden grasp
Opening it up so the butterflies can escape
As they fly straight into my stomach

I could never comprehend
Her ever epic existence
But I can take it all in
And love every lasting moment
Of this orbital perpetual loving

Defying gravity
In this peaceful setting she created
Ascending across the universe
In an ethereal vortex
Bringing harmony within

She repelled these nightmares
With her beautiful soul
As her golden words travel within me

I have no right to feel emptiness
As her spirit roams inside
Getting me up
Making me feel so alive

Ah, How she helped me sleep that night
Giving me immunity to a bevy of inspirational dreams
As she was the pillow and blanket
That cuddled this hope to a new beginning

She reached straight into this misery
And I saw her strength, I saw her toughness
Fighting hand in hand with this pain
As I saw her come out with hope in her eyes
Telling me everything will be alright

I cry rejoice
I cry salvation
And now I do my best
To thank her beautiful nature
For cleansing these inflictions
That tried to topple these very dreams

My debt grows
To the multiplications
Of a myriad’s ever longing journey

But it’s a debt I cherish
Because I can try repaying her
For as long as I can breathe



Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
6/2/11