Ending the stigma through poetry
What a pleasant surprise
I did not see you coming
I was in my own storm
Heading south with my own thunder and rain
When you startled me like a bolt of lightning from the north
Striking me and taking me on highs I have never known
An electric magnetic pull
A melting warming sensation
My ice cold heart now holding flames of fire
A hope that has now turned into desire
You have some sort of light that knows my dark soul
Each time I try to push you away
You come for me
Always
Promising you will never let go
All I can think about when I look back
Is what a pleasant surprise it has been
For I did not see you coming
And now I know why