This is a poem that kinda breaks the canon, but oh well. Fan fiction for a reason, eh?
Utopia
Your utopia,
Hidden land on the water
That stretches forever
Into a different land
A different world
Cut off from all things,
Even love ...
Yet, I feel this warmth with you,
And I know I shouldn't.
Your almond eyes,
Dark like the forest that prisons you,
And cinnamon hair,
Burning like rage.
I feel my heart pump,
My blood flow,
And my head dazes at your beauty.
Weeks pass, and I'm in love,
A feeling unsurpassed by any other I know,
And I hold your hand
As you place it on my bare chest,
Wet from a fresh swim in the lake.
And your cheeks burn like rage.
And mine burn like cinnamon,
And we smile.
As the sun sets again in this ageless land.
I scream in the night,
From the nightmares that taunt me
And seize control of my emotion.
But your placating hand runs through my hair,
And you ease me
Into a sense of calm
And safety,
In this utopia by the water
Hidden from the world,
And I find the everlasting attractive.
I think ...
You told me to make a choice,
But I think I made it a long time ago.
"Yes."
That night,
Like so many before,
We take a picnic on the hill
And watch the moon encompass the sky,
And the hot air,
Full of fireflies and sounds of insects,
Suppresses me.
We take a swim,
Our clothes forgotten on the shore,
And the magic of the night swallows us
Like the blue water.
The nightmares stop.
The memories fade.
The nights and days go on.
The world outside forgets me.
The life within burns like happiness.
And the sweet taste of your lips,
Your tongue,
Makes my heart pump,
My blood flow.
The feel of your bare body
Connected to mine
Makes me feel whole
And secure.
I'm finally free, happy, and at peace.
Calypso ...
I love you.
May the Love of Anuwëy guide you when all hope is lost
TorNathan