o k.

She called him K
cos he was oak
a silent tower
where she became rooted
in moments
of stillness
& contemplation
sheltered in the shade
of his shadow
memories somersaulted
as she danced
on the tightrope of her cranium
where obscenities screamed
& nightmarish flashbacks of tomorrows
haunted her.
She was safe
& saved by him
on the shadow of her
oh K…
confusion, her illusion
her soul mate
her somewhere sometime ever after …
lover.