Isaak DeMaio

Rookie (September 16,1992 - / Buffalo, New York)

Magic Soaking Our Spines - Poem by Isaak DeMaio

Amongst the full moon,
dazzling stars watch silently,
while water pours over boulders,
joining the current's rush,
leading to the black unknown,
like the blank stare given back,
as she lies gently on his lap,
staring past him into the stars,
while he stares at the moon,
in the reflection of her beautiful eyes.
Motionless and uncommunicative,
lighted by the moon, her face is blank,
as if one million thoughts are running through her head,
racing to collect information to piece everything together.
He steals her attention from stars,
pulling her body in, pulling her hair back,
snapping her meditation with a subtle kiss,
instant bliss producing a thousand smiles,
experiencing the warmth before it disappears,
in his mind he finally declares,
he has found his armor for sleep.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 1, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, December 2, 2011

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