When everything is new, it just feels
so
****
good.

You find yourself lost, maybe in an iris,
completely vulnerable but blissfully apathetic to the fact.
You wake up to a warmer light, possibly from the inside,
and you have no idea where you are, but that doesn't matter.
You discover, uncover, and redefine each other.
Tangled legs and whispered words,
bring you closer to one another.
But everything is new, everything is a wonder.
You enjoy finding the little findings,
even the ones you might not hope for.
But everything is new, and nothing else matters.

But when everything is old, it just gets
so
****
bad.
Discovery becomes memory
becomes habit becomes apathy
becomes malady leads to tragedy.

Keep going.
Keep wondering.
Keep discovering,
and everything will be new.
When everything is new, it just feels
so
****
good.