how you feel 2/14/18

I fall into your arms

as if by thought alone.

but your embrace fills me with emotions.

a nameless oncoming tide to my mind

but making me weightless

in my sense of being.

as if a stone-face statue of myself

was taking flight,

wearing wings made of expandedness,

as light-hearted is becoming my sight.

no more made of isolation’s cast,

this self,

shedding these tall shadows of loneliness.

by now, our nervous systems

are dancing as if of one swoon,

where all thought shares the mingle.

not so much born out of meaning’s fetch

but vastly communal of feeling’s airborneness.

we, now sipping life,

as if the same tea of being.

across the palate of our hearts,

this one sense of taste,

utterly demystifying.

elucidation rising out of my smallness,

enigmatic for then, becoming mysterious,

now into mystical, brought to life.

I fall into your arms of now

renouncing the combust

from the self of my own darkness.

this now has illumination,

as we are churning of delight,

though nothing ever spoken.

start-glances from then were forlorn,

but the touch of now

is ever

as if caught-fire.

us,

as oxygen abundance,

to burn down all that separation was

of the dim and sightless gloom.

for then, I fell into your arms

as if shady but intensely flammable.

then ignited

as if we are eternal

against this night sky

yet no thought of mine

can capture

how you truly feel to me. . .