The Congo River

Upon meeting you, the pounding organ in my chest evolved,

Evolved into the Congo river,

The wild and violent currents of emotion swept over me,

And jeopardized my existence

But nothing as lethal as your distance.

There must be a god, for his benevolence

Left me indebted to him, a perpetual debt

Some see love as to be earth-shattering

Yet they forget it’s ominous shadow

At night, when thoughts conquer the mind

Leaving you weak inside

Judas plants the idea of “what ifs”

What if I am the mere frog, nothing else

But alas, I shan’t go there

For it’s the unpredictability that cooks the butterflies inside your stomach

Forget diamonds, its the memories you make

Or the promise of tomorrow’s

But oh my, his voice

Heroine, innocuous, in comparison

He must’ve been a siren in another life

Not only the music to my ears,

But his words, poetic

The meaning as deep,

As well

As the Congo river itself