Lunacy in the Infancy
So many parts of me want to
write to you
About what this past week has
been like
With the thoughts of meeting
Nestling in to the thoughts of
The adrenaline, the dopamine
The exultation in the seams
Bursting and trying to
constrain
Being so sure and so certain
That when I look in your eyes
I see a person, I can not
picture
Not giving my all to keep you
in my life
That there is a fire within
you
That I could sit candle lit
vigils
To light the wick of these
days
And find it all simple
Lunacy in the infancy
But I see the scripted you
and I can not escape
The touch of two magnetized
points of reference
In skin to see that there is
something about to begin
That I do not wish to
constrain
From taking over my will and
the pains
Of every day before now
waiting for this
For this now and that’s how
all the pressure of my system
Released in seeing your face
turn to me and make
Contact like how in the world
is she talking to me
In a mirror of measure
In the years strung together
to step here in this stance
And smiling uncontrollably
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