Inspiration

Posted by Justin Reilly | Filed under Poetry, Print

I met a Queen once

she had a smile that reeked of
“i’ve been there before”
and “it’s been awhile since we’ve met”
so lets take a moment to get re-acquainted

The last time we cuddled like this
we were merely thoughts
muddled between heavy breathing and “i love you’s”

playing hopscotch in heaven

i remember letting you win
knowing it would come in handy 22 yrs later
the funny thing is
you grinned
like you already knew how to make me feel like a king

I was shy for 9 months
i have a feeling you never were
everything about your breath
reminds me of the bright side of my heart
that I always tend to forget too easily
like some drunken bartender who misplaces his keys
there’s a North Star in your fingertips

I was in a hole once
more like a crater
The deepest crevice this side of heartbreak
and you candle-wax blew me a safety net
even before you knew i was drowning
there’s something epic
in that lifeguard red soul of yours
something that deserves more than words
you deserve a sonnet
spit over a shooting star
a song so beautiful
only Queens were afforded the chance to listen
but we both know
you would find someway
to let everyone in on the secret

you are everything subtle
and everything grand
a bright light under bushel basket
who waits patiently
knowing one day the world will be ready enough to see her shine
there is more than just wonder in your spine

more than just swagger in your hips
there’s a universe in your ribcage
that I’m just learning exists
a world of relief under your skin
and
the
jukebox in my chest
playing songs i’ve never heard before
and making me feel nostalgic about places
I’ve never been

A few months ago
i would have never dreamt of being
in a Greek god fairytale
A Promethean fire of a cipher
an adoration battle
between your eyes and my soul
The way you always seem to win
there something to be said for the way you glow
and the transparency of my skin

when you smile

even remotely in my direction
i light up
like red white and blue
rocket pops
in the middle of july
God has blessed me with a modern day miracle
in the sanctity of your eyes

The Mount Olympus in your voice
reminds me of everything coveted
and everything beautiful about “free will” and choice

You are the woman i’ve written about for almost a decade
a sat-fire in the dusk
a prayer that i have been blessed enough to touch

Your a soft whisper in a mother’s bedtime story
the footnote to my heart beat, the breath on my breast
a queen in waiting
a temple surrounded by holy water in your chest

you are everything i have prayed for
and everything I didn’t know i could have

you are the punchline
the climax
in every poem
I have ever written

And I am forever grateful
that God blessed me with the chance
to meet
My inspiration

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3 Responses to “Inspiration”

  1. Simo Says:
    July 10th, 2010 at 1:44 pm

    fresh to death

  2. Sebastian Says:
    July 17th, 2010 at 2:46 am

    Simply put, that was beautiful

  3. Alexis Says:
    August 11th, 2010 at 8:09 pm

    perfection

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