Skyscraper

I'm at the intersection
Of 19 and Ettie Street
Gazing up with my
Amazed Texan eyes
 
And it's way too high
Up there - Inside  
His sky rise Florida eyes
To see me
 
62 stories of classic
Male architecture
It gives me vertigo
But I'm ready-set-go
 
When it opens
On the first story
 
His golden heart
Elevator plays
Black Sabbath's
Children Of the Sea
 
Then recites poetry
Conquistadora by Styxian
In his deep soft voice
Such a non fiction  
Contradiction
 
And I've fallen to  
The top glazed floor
Being courageous
Stepping out onto the
Cliff balcony  
 
With arms wide open
Assured with the  
Sleek mirror windows  
That light up to watch me
 
Holding everything  
Together with a
Spine made of metal
My gorgeous Skyscraper
 
Without any age barriers
To re-examine
Or any guard rails
For protection
 
Unafraid of plummeting
Into "as is"
Into love  
 
It's too late anyway