ganymede

I was once a god of a billion lies,
for which I declared I am glorious, amicable and divine,
yet at one particular point, of which I was lazily
peering through earth's monotonous spin, 

I was struck by your thunderous smile,
where the stars shone brightly in your lightyear eyes. 

There and then, I took the descent.
 

To you, a lowly mortal, who paints with words
in a somewhat unconventional way,
words that leave me bursting and dazed. 

You who dream of warm sighs and cold winter cigarettes,

whose paths shift, changed by every spontaneous impulse. 

I am your stranger.

"But I despise love, I marvel in it, no wait.. I am love,"
coyly you surmise, as your indecisiveness tugs at my beating soul. 

With each conversation, the spark intensifies within. 

As you take me to realms I've never even heard of before,
with your ever-changing masks,
unable to conceal the hunger beneath.
"I am here for you to consume...," I whisper to your neck,
and thus we ignite.
 

And it's then I discover, worlds out of and within my reach. 

And I gaze at the open sky, your sky,
a different sight up from where I was before. 

Hands at the back of my head, I pondered,
on how this grass I'm lying on feels more real,
more intrinsically comforting,
than the clouds I was used to.

Then I see you, blocking my gaze. 

With that breathtaking smile, and a ready laugh.

And suddenly, it dawned on to me...
That I, who once was a god,
now knew what heaven really meant. 

***Ganymede, a literary contribution I wrote 

for our college paper back in 2008. photo was taken here