Lucied

I got Lucied

Right there and then

Bam!

Lucied and out for the count

Bold over before play was announced

 

My pound for cubic pound met her cosmic and it was a throwdown

Walk in the park

It was Out of This World meets Out of My League smell the coffee  

 

I used to make moves

but now I'm going to buy two left shoes and dance the blues

I'd give it my best shot ,my rainy day shot  plus my reserves

and still our survey said ‘you lose’  

 

You see,

the second I saw her I lost all leverage

leaving it there like a little in who dropped teddy to chase balloons

only she resonated the essence of double rainbows

She feels like home when it rains

She's a prism of multi-dimensional crystals omitting magical colours

passing through opaque toxins of urban life 

and I was blinded by her light indistinguishable from a starship

 

She spoke like a flute played by naked babies with wings

and her every movement, every slight was cast in a lure of ballet

She Lucied me by nature of being

and I floated above clouds in awe of my velocity

No flight path ,no mission

pure timeless heaven

In seven days God completed my world if only she’d sanction the proposal

 

She was good to go as though yin had met yang

though it felt like god had graced man way after the world began

but she came through

and we were a design of synchronicity ,spiritually ,mentally

sexually

and damn the chick's funny

She overwhelmed my lungs in a phenomena of rebirth

she is revolution

Re-evolution mildly rearranging the patterns of my plasma spawning new favourite songs

 

Against the lessons learnt in life

I abandoned my principles of regulating spiritual preservation

to throw caution to the four winds that collected 3D realities

Who’dve thought I'd morph from the Don Juan of small ponds

to a wounded bear composing this song for a one man band

See I was head over with my bollocks vulnerable

and my little lady albeit  goddess

had to leave, insisting that we languish in a long distance relationship

and although every bone said this’ll be too far from home

she swore that she drank from my breath as I lived on hers

But she lucid me

You see, Lu became aloof in all but hallucinations

My loyalty lounging like driftwood drowning and burning under the silence

of a hungry sun while her presence looms

in lullaby Illuminations

 

I‘d foreseen rocky roads

but I'm caught short, barefoot ,with a candle, in a distant land

Would a local ask if her last name’s Campbell I'd reveal my hand and

the interaction of my soul

since I’ve been Lucied

Lamped!

laid the fuck out

Levelled in a length of longitude

with onlookers lip-reading my lamentations such as  

‘The Hitchhiker's Guide curtailed at 42 but I pursue

and find that to be a figurative fraction of you

 

or ‘tis far better to have been Lucied and lost

than never to have loved her at all’