Finis

When I saw your face today,
My heart,
Victim from years of pressure,
Instantaneously crystalized,
And had been smashed by a single wooden-handled sledgehammer,
As the metallic mass flew towards my already gaping chest,
I felt my mind slowly melt away between the limiting confines of my bare-boned skull,
My arms and legs left trembling,
Yielding to your captivating essence,
Leaving me in the purest stage of what I have only been able to define as amazement,
My soul,
My dearest friend of many years,
I slowly watched,
As it was shipped off to sea to fight in a war that I had already known it would never come back from,
And I stood there on the docks,
Tears escaped my eyes,
Which at that very moment had most likely looked as if a multitude of red-tinted lightning all banded together and had chosen to strike my iris simultaneously,
And I watched as the ship slowly traveled through the oranged-purple setting sun,
The clouds,
A closing stage curtain,
Slowly,
But oh too quickly,
Had enveloped the vessel.

Here I am,
A lifeless body sent to roam the Earth,
Aimlessly,
Swaying from left to right,
Nameless until the sun decides it is day,
And the moon decides it is night.

And then I slept.

I dreamt that night of an ancient explorer,
A man who had thought to believe that at any moment the World,
As he knew it,
Could come to an abrupt close,
But as the Explorer sailed forth,
He did not come to discover the End of his World,
But more land,
Mountains, Flowers, Plants, Animals, Caves, Valleys,
And the Man,
Alone,
Stepped off of his tattered ship,
He slowly began to notice the collected number of people,
Which upon his first sight,
Had been hiding in the deep forest of the island,
He looked around this primitive group of individuals,
But one person particularly caught his attention,
Both their eyes,
Two darting magnets,
Drew immediately to each other,
A gaze turned into a grin,
His journey complete.

Corey Gordon, 15