read the poetry i write,
and tell me you do not love me.

see the words that pour out of me,
and tell me i am not the most powerful force you've felt on this earth.

feel the emotion inside of me,
and tell me that you do not want to gaze inside of my soul and swim in the beauty, the purity, the divination and be drowned alive - worth it for the cause.

tell me i am not magic. i dare you.

i have experienced ethereal, other-worldly connection.
and here i am. standing. in spite of it all.

i am a living, breathing enchantment of metaphysics.

look me in the eye, engage with my mind and tell me that i am not a force to be reckoned with. feel me, and tell me that i am not everything. taste me, and tell me you are not starving.