There is you, there is you, there is you.

Fear and affection for you fighting a war for dominance that seems to bear no chance of being lost.

Lightness that takes root somewhere along my spine and makes standing easier, more like floating.

I am wary, shadows in corners, but they are of the future, and you are too full in the present for me to fall off the edge of the world, the swell of your horizon blue and limitless.

In this moment, this one, this one, this one

I want to dissolve into you, little else close enough when you beat like hope in the winged eaves of my heart, trapped, both trapped.

I like you so much it *****.